If yesterday was the arch villain, today was his snivelling sidekick. Yesterday was wild and wicked; the wind and rain extreme and unrelenting, invigorating and unnerving. Today was cold, dark and dank; depressing and energy sapping.
My cursory inspection of the garden showed limited damage after the storm; a section of wall had collapsed below the greenhouse, Scary Eric was down but not out and twigs littered the paths. What I found most distressing was the carpet of horse chestnut leaves covering the composting area, the verdant young foliage violently ripped from its branches.