It's rare we get a good thunderstorm here, but it does happen in the summer. I go and watch from the window, making sure the windows are closed - and I keep an eye on Fister. It seems that when I'm not scared, he isn't either.

In Spain, you get some really heavy stundertorms. Once, when John and I were on vacation there, we could see one coming, so we drove down to the harbour and got a table in our favourite outside cafe, to sit there and view it. What a show!!