I have never, in my 66 years and all over the world, experienced anything like last night, here, S of Chester.
At 5pm I knew something was up, but the rain radar didn't show much. By 7, the sky was black, then orange, then mucky orange, then black, with occasional lightning. By 8, it was apocalyptic. The rain radar had gone mad. Continuous lightning, torrential rain at times, otherwise just heavy rain, with hail the size of gob-stoppers, then came the thunder. Right overhead for an hour. The dog was terrified. I unplugged all the sensitive stuff in case we had a power surge, and went to bed to watch the show, I thought the glass conservatory roof would come in. It was still raging when I fell asleep around 1030. Utterly beyond any experience I've had before.
This morning, it just feels like the calm after the storm. At 6am the Dee valley was full of thick mist and from our 150m ASL I could look out west over a white sea, just like it would look if the sea rose by 120m. Really weird. No Berwyns, no Ruabon Mountain, no LLangollen. Just a white sea extending to the edge of the world.
Is this how it ends? Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion?
