Today was one of those days when the majesty of nature reminds you that we are only visitors to its domain. With nothing to stop them, easterly winds roar down the coast whipping the sea into a foaming frenzy, battering property and distributing sand far and wide. One side of my flat is at 90 degrees to the sea and the winds overnight have mounted a violent assault on that side of the building. Looking out of the window confirmed that the snow was travelling horizontally along the sea front, mixed with sand picked up from the beach which ensures that in high winds we don’t see snow settling.
There are lots of quirks to living at the easterly edge of the country, if the winter wind changes direction to blow in over the sea then there is no defence and we all reach for buckets or draught excluders. Salt air presents a marvellous test for stainless steel and invariably confirms that only the very best is actually stainless! For over a year I struggled to understand why my vacuum cleaner fills with sand even if I don’t walk anywhere near the beach, now I know you just can’t stop it being blown through every crack or gap in the building. The outside of the building needs regular attention to deal with the constant shot blasting, to say nothing of cars which see a lower valuation if they are in coastal homes.
For me this is part of the joy of living by the coast, I adore the power of the sea and the ever changing landscape and I love that sneaky ‘insider’ view of the ice cream shop being battered by snow.