Storms

After a ten day absence, my Goodreads' blog is back and a grateful nation breathes a sigh of relief. I have just been assessing the damage to my garden after Storm Franklin and can happily report that it looks no worse than it did after the previous storms. I am particularly happy to note that my garden shed - a bijou plastic number with many luxury features - is still roughly where I put it two years ago.
So Storm Franklin then. Quite a cosy name for an violent act of nature. The previous storm was called 'Eunice', benign and unthreatening. We do like cosy names in this country.
For instance, the first Gulf War was Desert Storm in American parlance, whereas our version of it was called Op Granby. Granby sounds like a hat made from tweed and soft leather or a type of unsliced loaf.