AndrewC, outside two pubs in Liverpool and behind a large* umbrella as half the Irish Sea came inland for a visit. There was one moment as we walked down Chapel Street where the image that came to mind, as he braced the umbrella in front of us, was a stand of pikemen after being told "Prepare to receive cavalry!"
It was THAT windy. There was a cruise ship (Fred Olsen) parked in front of my hotel that set off into the storm, and I can still hear the distant voices of the passengers calling to their four friends: "George! Ralph! Huey! Ruth!"
* Fortunately, and empirically, a robust one. I walk with a stick these days, and ordinary trekking pole, and the wind was that strong It was almost blowing the stick horizontal.