Blowin' in the Wind

Today my rain collector blew over so the last 5 days precipitation will go unrecorded. The last couple of months have been the windiest that I can remember. Many a night I lie awake listening to it, wondering when one of our trees will blow down. Maybe because it keeps me awake, I think that I am starting to become slightly unhinged by it, like those nuns in 'The Black Narcissus'. I hope I don't end up filling the allotment with flowers instead of vegetables this year, as the deranged Sister Philipa did.
Here's how they created the wind for the 'Himalayan' set somewhere in west London.