He Came, He Crushed, We Conquered

So I am back from the abyss of Hurricane Igor. We lost power, but had fun playing cards, fiddling with flash lights and playing at camping in our own home. Last night, as the winds strengthened, the kids were both scared and excited, but finally settled and fell deeply asleep as is so easy when the pressure is so low.The worst of the storm was intense from about midnight until about 2 or 3, when it spun round from east to west and started thwacking our bedroom as we tried to sleep. Even from under my pillow, I could hear the howling outside the closed and shuttered windows, and a few times, the house actually shook, which considering it is not made or straw or wood, but of brick, that is pretty unexpected. The storm had already weakened to a Cat 1 storm when it made landfall, so the weakest strength on the hurricane scale.

This morning, although it was still really stormy outside, we could tell that it was no worse that a winter storm, so we went outside on the east side which is where the majority of the storm had hit yesterday. We went onto the terrace and although everything was scorched and there was debris everywhere, we had fared really well and not only no garden damage, but all Ben's hours of preparation had paid off in avoiding the house from flooding too.