I'm sitting here writing this quaking with worry. The weather has turned very, very bad here in the last hour or so. I stood inside the flight of my aviary about 5.45 almost in tears, convinced it was going to blow away. I feel like I ought to be out there now, hanging on to something, or at least trying to do something. The wind has taken all the felt off the roof of my other shed, the one that I cleared out the other day. It has ripped my plastic greenhouse to pieces (no great loss, I have another cover for it, and was going to change it anyway, but I would have preferred the stuff inside to be in the dry until I did it) Lucky I didn't put the new one on it I suppose else it would have ended up the same way. One of my fence panels is hanging again, the rain has been lashing down for 48 hours now too. The gusts I would guess are somewhere around 90mph, and I've just checked the forecast, and they show it even stronger for 9pm. To put it bluntly, I am shitting myself. I can't describe how I would feel if my bird shed is wrecked, and my birds are killed. It happened to lots of people with aviaries when we had the hurricanes back in the 80s, I know one chap who was breeding Kakarikis, and was the first in the country to breed the pied variety, and at the time they were fetching around £400+ each. He lost the lot. All killed. Poor man.
This is my back "lawn" ha ha not.