From about 20 past 4pm, Morningside Edinburgh BT-dependents got the internet again.
It's eye-opening how much I've been dependent on the internet.
The storms were rather lovely. In a wild kind of way.
I remember as a child the comfort of
being under an eiderdown (/duvet), while the rain lashed at the windows.
In Edinburgh, some 7(?) years ago, there was the time cars were floating in
Balcarres Street. I remember photographing the water lapping at my neighbours air-bricks.
And the torrents flowing into my back garden.