It was rather funny watching various people who lived several hundred miles from “the action” moaning about how overblown the reporting about hurricane Bawbag was. It gusted to around 70mph in Glasgow, which was pretty much as predicted, and was considerably higher down in Ayrshire and over in Argyll. That’s more than enough to cause structural damage, knock down trees and so on.
We took the police advice and postponed a meeting at lunchtime yesterday – it was important, but not time critical, and certainly not worth putting people at risk for, when they could just go home and do a couple of hours work in the house. If they opted to stick their feet up and have a cuppa instead, then what’s the big deal – they’ll do the work anyway, and make up the time in all sorts of ways over the next month or two.
I got home – just north of Glasgow – around 2.00pm and took the dogs for a quick outing. There were several trees down at that time, and assorted recycling boxes, garden furniture and so on blowing about the village. I’m a big boy at 17st, but the wind was moving me sideways, so kids or little old ladies would have stood a fair chance of being dumped on the deck if they’d ventured out. I certainly wouldn’t have wanted kids to be trying to make their way home from school in those conditions.
