The wind blows here like a good sailing breeze, enough to raise white horses, around 15 knots plus. Instead of reacher/drifter we hang out the washing. The wind is so dry it dries one load before the next is ready, and so strong it holds out the shirt, inflated and creaseless, while it dries. No ironing required. Such are the little pleasures. And a coffee, made with our new capsule machine.