Predicting the path and time of arrival of thunderstorms is more of an art than a science so I am not criticizing the Met Office.
The available information on Saturday evening suggested that we would be on the northern fringes of the storms forecast for the early hours of Sunday and they might even miss us completely.
Instead of being on the fringes we were right in the middle of it.
To put it in scientific terms, we had a right royal hammering at about 0200.
The mighty conifer in the back garden avoided moving on to a second career as a telegraph pole but one day it will succumb.
Heaven knows how we'd get it out if it suddenly went horizontal.
Sunday evening's storms were marginally less powerful but bad enough.
Just to finish off, this was the scene at/over Portsmouth Harbour on the south coast of England on Sunday night.
