So far the storm-force winds have brought down more than half a dozen tiles off of the roof.
Every morning there are more, the slate smashed to pieces on the ground.
On the lowest parts of the roof the gaps are visible, like missing teeth. The rain is starting to come in, and it isn't going to get any better if I go on ignoring it.
Looks like a visit from the roof-dentist might be in order.
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Some days I feel like Betty Blue. Other days it's more like Betty Boop.
