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So the whole of the UK is on some kinda weather warning for Storm Eunice, where I am in the South West, we have a red weather warning, which is so fucking rare.

Schools have closed, normally the only weather to close schools is snow.

We've been advised to not leave our houses unless absolutely necessary.

We're being told it could be as bad as a storm that happened in the late 80's which resulted in caravans in trees and being washed out to sea.

Our local fire station has put out on social media how to report any storm damage that's happened.

And yet. My boss is saying that the weather people always gets it wrong and even if we do get a storm, what he's seen is that it's only gonna be between 7am and midday tomorrow.

Like I hope it's not as bad as they say its gonna be, but they predict 80-90 mph winds in coastal areas.

There have been severe flood warning in place for my area.

This is all coming from the met, not our local weather person as well.

#personal #storm warnings #storm eunice

Take Stock In The Home Pantry

Its that time of year: taking stock in the pantry. I do it in the Spring so I can see what we used most, what we don’t use much of, make list so I can buy on sale (remember to look at expiration dates), make sure my stock is rotated properly and clear out dust and what nots, in addition to thinking about what to put up/dry or grow come summer.

Some dry goods I like to buy in bulk. An example is beans. I get them cheaper in bulk weight than those tidy little bags or boxes (same with rice). I bring it home, sort through taking out the rocks, dirt clods, broken beans, sifting them gently in my hands before placing them in canning jars with screw cap. Commercially canned goods, I look in the discount aisle for the slightly dented cans or go to the discount grocer warehouse. Don’t get the real beat up ones for storage in case the seals/seams have been violated. I like to stick with most things in jars because I worry about can linings/seams but I do buy some things in cans like tuna.

Some fruits that I can not grow (or at least not in quantity of field lugs worth like strawberries and apricots) I purchase at peak season when they are cheaper, put in the dehydrator and then into canning jars with screw cap. The grocer will often give me a discount if he know I am buying volume (don’t be afraid to negotiate a price). Occasionally they will throw in a free case that needs to be dealt with immediately because it is turning quickly. Develop a friendship with your produce grocer and you both can benefit. I still do the hot water bath canning a little and occasionally bring out the mehu-liisa to steam juice but not as much these days. My go to is the dehydrator.

I also keep an herb pantry: part medicinal, part culinary. Its important to keep an eye on those because they are more fragile and have limited shelf life. I like to grow my own as much as possible. I do not buy in bulk nor buy from the grocer unless I know the product is organic and not irradiated. This last part is very important!

Keeping a back up stock of some toiletries is a good idea because s o m e people forget to tell you when they have used the last bit... like shampoo or toilet paper = / . Same goes for some simple first aid items like aspirin, bandages, diarrhea tablets, activated charcoal, antiseptic, wound cleanser … you know, a regular first aid kit with a refill on standby (but later exp dates).

I also have a back up pantry for the pets. Not so much the canary -- its not that he’s not deserving, its just that he eats seeds that I already buy in bulk and then give him similar fruits and veg we eat (I feed him a lot out of the garden, his favourite is the nasturtium blossoms). But the cat and the dog both have back up emergency rations (wet can goods) in case they run out. Or if there are extended power outages and all the shops close down because everything is computerized/ electric!

Some side thoughts of ‘preparedness’ since I brought up the lack of electricity. Throw in some batteries for your transistor radio, torches (lanterns/flashlights) or get a solar backup charger for your phone and charging batteries. If you have gas cooking and heat, no worries (this is why I don’t keep a big freezer section -- my fridge-freezer is electric)! If you are chained to your electricity, think about cooking and heating safely! No killing yourself off with carbon monoxide poisoning nor burning down the house BBQing in the dining room!! They have handy little hand warmers that are activated by shaking (for power outages, I keep some for the canary and the kids at bedtime get one in a sock -- it works better than the big red rubber hot water bottles that get cold in the middle of the night). Also look at some camp gear (backpacker stove, sleeping bags, etc). Don’t get all upset thinking you need tons of stuff and all the money it will cost. Think it through. Think of it as an investment. Think about being prepared and just save up and work a l i t t l e piece at a time for your basic needs. Or ask for these things as gifts for Christmas, birthdays or what ever :)

If you have medication, see if you can get them in 3 month supplies. I know this is expensive and some insurance companies won’t (and some medications can not) but some pharmacies will actually entice the insurance companies with great discounts if they go the 3 month route or see if they will at least let you over lap the refills. Talk to your pharmacist -- sometimes they have great ideas. Same for the elderly you care for and pets that need special meds. I’m not saying horde; I am saying be prepared if there is some reason you can not get your Rx filled on time.

Some people store water. We store very little unless we know a large storm is approaching then we bottle our own and use regardless. Mainly because if it is out for extended time, the tap water taste weird. Consider your needs and where you live.

Now you can say ‘oh that’s fine for you and yours’ but think about it: in the long run it saves time and money; you can budget a pantry little bit at a time; you don’t become depended as much on outside sources during weather/ emergencies or if you are ill or heaven forbid (!) you lose your income. Unexpected guest can crash your grocery budget but with some planning of basics, you can pull off some pretty great culinary feats out of your pantry!

So think about it. One or two extra items when you go to the market. You can start a pantry almost anywhere if you don’t have a large kitchen or pantry room: a closet, under your bed, that upper shelf or where ever you have a little space as long as it is cool, dry and preferably not in direct sun or place where it can freeze (learn more about food storage). Remember to buy things that you will eat normally and rotate your stock! Soon you will find that it is fun, a sense of pride in your little self-sufficient/ emergency ready stores and a very practical habit!

“the books are not technically canon with the audio dramas” SMH

The Zygon Who Fell to Earth references The Bodysnatchers

Sam is in a list of the Doctor’s old companions in Minuet in Hell (many people think this was retconned with Samson, but that doesn’t work because of the mind wipe in Terror Firma)

Fitz’s Story?!?!

Mary’s Story has the Doctor mentioning Compassion and Trix

This doesn’t really count but the whole “Imperiatrix Romana” thing is 100% based on how she’s portrayed in the EDAs

Yes Zagreus tries to show the EDAs in a different universe but what they see doesn’t even match what happened in Adventuress of Henrietta Street soo

The Tomorrow Windows (I think) even shows something that looks like Storm Warnings in the Doctor’s future

BIG FINISH EXCLUSIONISM NEEDS TO STOP

#big finish #the tomorrow windows #storm warnings #the adventuress of henrietta street #zagreus #mary's story #fitz's story #the zygon who fell to earth #the bodysnatchers #minuet in hell #terror firma #effortpost

The day was black, and so was the weather forecast. The agitated weather birds were flying all around Scotland issuing stark warnings, crying out as they passed overhead that Storm Éowyn was on the way to wreak havoc in the more densely populated regions of the country on Friday.

Algy was never quite sure how accurate their forecast was likely to be, but as they had issued a rare "danger to fluffy birds" alert for the area not all that far south of Algy's home, he decided to take no chances.

For the moment, however, nothing very unusual was happening: it was just dark, windy and wet, but that was entirely unremarkable in the wild west Highlands in January. So before he retreated to a place of safety to sit out the storm, Algy decided to recite a long poem for the benefit of anyone who might be listening, as he might not have another chance for a day or two…

Hopping up into an elder bush, Algy began to repeat an old poem about a storm at sea. As he lived on the coast of the Atlantic Ocean, Algy was always especially concerned for the folk out at sea when the wind and the waves became really angry, and although the poem was written hundreds of years ago, and the construction of ships had changed considerably since that time, he knew that seafarers were still at very considerable risk in storm force conditions…

The south and west winds joined, and, as they blew, Waves like a rolling trench before them threw. Sooner than you read this line, did the gale, Like shot, not feared till felt, our sails assail; And what at first was called a gust, the same Hath now a storm's, anon a tempest's name. Jonas, I pity thee, and curse those men, Who when the storm raged most, did wake thee then; Sleep is pain's easiest salve, and doth fulfil All offices of death, except to kill. But when I waked, I saw, that I saw not. I, and the sun, which should teach me had forgot East, west, day, night, and I could only say, If the world had lasted, now it had been day. Thousands our noises were, yet we 'mongst all Could none by his right name, but thunder call: Lightning was all our light, and it rained more Than if the sun had drunk the sea before. Some coffined in their cabins lie, equally Grieved that they are not dead, and yet must die. And as sin-burdened souls from graves will creep, At the last day, some forth their cabins peep: And tremblingly ask what news, and do hear so, Like jealous husbands, what they would not know.

[Algy is reciting part of the long poem The Storm by the late 16th/early 17th English poet John Donne, in a modern English version.]

On the night before the big storm, a strange and eerie calm had fallen over the wild west Highlands of Scotland. For most of the evening there was no rain, no wind, and very little sound of any kind, but occasionally, without warning, there were strange, brief showers, light but insistent, which only lasted for a few minutes, then stopped as abruptly as they had started.

Algy felt that it was all rather unnerving, especially considering the ferocity of the winds that were forecast to hit the area in little more than a few hours' time. But a fluffy bird is rarely daunted, as his friends may have observed in the past, and so, as darkness fell, he simply sought out the most sheltered corner of his assistants' garden, in a spot where there was no risk of any tree falling upon him, and tucked himself well under the canopy of a very pretty fern, beside a substantial mass of ivy which had grown over the years to completely smother an old, low wall.

Algy was reassured by the thought that if the storm became too fierce he could withdraw further behind the dense ivy curtain, where he would be completely protected, but it was dark and dank in there, and so for the moment Algy rested on a wee pile of dead leaves and twigs at the entrance to his ad hoc refuge, and watched the waning moon rise low over the hill. As he began to doze, he recited sleepily to himself:

The glass has been falling all the afternoon, And knowing better than the instrument What winds are walking overhead, what zone Of grey unrest is moving across the land, I leave the book upon a pillowed chair And walk from window to closed window, watching Boughs strain against the sky And think again, as often when the air Moves inward toward a silent core of waiting, How with a single purpose time has traveled By secret currents of the undiscerned Into this polar realm. Weather abroad And weather in the heart alike come on Regardless of prediction. Between foreseeing and averting change Lies all the mastery of elements Which clocks and weatherglasses cannot alter. Time in the hand is not control of time, Nor shattered fragments of an instrument A proof against the wind; the wind will rise, We can only close the shutters. I draw the curtains as the sky goes black And set a match to candles sheathed in glass Against the keyhole draught, the insistent whine Of weather through the unsealed aperture. This is our sole defense against the season; These are the things we have learned to do Who live in troubled regions.

[Algy is quoting the poem Storm Warnings by the 20th century American writer Adrienne Rich.]