update Wednesday

Well, I have had an absolute marathon of tv watching today.   From 11 this morning until 5 (apart from the short time it took me to pick the car up) I was watching Gordon Ramsay and Hell's Kitchen.   Then - as if that wasn't enough - I had another two hours of him this evening from 7 till 9 in Master Chef.

Not everybody likes him because he screams and shouts, and cusses everyone out, and definitely needs some help in anger management, but I like him - I think because he is British - I can't think of an American chef I would watch for hours and hours.   I can also see, under all that anger, that he is a very good, kind man.     I remember when he played professional football for Celtic, then he was a top restauranteur and chef, and I've sometimes wondered how that happened.

Instead of commercial breaks tonight in Master Chef, with adverts, we had weather reports.   There was severe weather and a tornado warning in the south west of the state, but all the time I didn't recognise the names of the counties I felt safe, but I was ready to gather up my toys, passport, residence permit, credit cards (things you need in a  tornado) and evacuate myself to the bathroom if it came to central Oklahoma. 

Tornadoes start off as watches, then if they get more serious they are ratcheted up to warnings and that is when we start listening for the sirens.    

 They're moving eastwards tomorrow.

And we can expect severe thunderstorms for the rest of the night.

And apparently for the week ahead.

By the way, when Terry picked me up for my car he pointed out all the dents on his vehicle, and the cracked windscreen, which the hail made on Monday of last week.   Hail damage to cars is a big thing here, there are special auto places that deal with it.  And the hailstones are a significant size..

These are hailstones compared to a grapefruit, we're usually told what size to expect - golf ball size, or baseball size.


From the holiday snaps....

 Pat and I had oatmeal for breakfast in microwaveable bowls and she told me not to wash the bowl out, but let Tarka lick it.  As I have extra dollops of cream in my oatmeal I got extra brownie points from Tarka.