Thursday 8th December (The Trees are Swaying)


Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window into a white cloudy sky where the silhouettes of the trees swayed from side to side. The wind was strong and only a black-headed gull was determined enough to fly.

As the morning progressed the wind speed increase sending leaves, branches and birds down the road very quickly. Two wood pigeons changed into a missile shape and approached the speed of sound as they headed towards a tree and out of sight.

By noon the wind was gusting at 50 m.p.h. At this point Mr. Kite and His Lady went for lunch with family at a local pub. Mr. Kite planned a lunch time list but today nothing was flying and bird watching was abandoned. So Mr. Kite had tipples of Greene King I.P.A. and ate too much. Cheers from a windy Floreat Salopia.