The wind

Compared with other parts of Wales and the rest of the U.K. we haven't fared badly in the storms of the last 24 or so hours. There are areas, not far from us which have been flooded, suffering road and rail closures and structural damage, whereas all we have lost up to now is another patch of the weather-proofing off the shed roof and the lid off the recycle box. This is one of three receptacles we now have for our rubbish. We have a green bin for garden refuse, which, I know you'll be surprised to hear, remains steadfastly empty, a black bin for general rubbish and a green plastic box for glass, cans and plastic - only certain types of plastic, mind you but in any case it soon gets filled up with Lucy's dog food tins and wine bottles. Don't ask me where they come from! I suspect that neighbours are surreptitiously dumping theirs in our box! Well, they can't be ours........
Anyway, to get back to the point, this morning saw the road festooned with plastic bottles, the odd tin can, reclining bins and our box lid, which I duly rescued from about 80 yards up the road when I took Lucy for her morning walk. No, of course I didn't feel a complete idiot walking back home with a plastic lid under my arm - it all adds to life's rich tapestry! :)