On returning to the Egg after a spot of leave, the only visible effect of the recent storm winds is a much higher tide line than that predicted in the published tables. The straw coloured remains of dead spartina grasses and other detritus form a heavily drawn streak on the grass near the top of the embankment where the Egg is tethered.

I will explore more after sunrise tomorrow. For now the Beadle is retiring to his bed as the batteries are drained and the solar power has failed after just half an hour of charging my phone (another result of the shortening days and a consequence of running the webcams 24/7). The WIFI is of course down too and my 3g network will not load images; so these words are the only possible picture I can post on this dark, damp night.