SE I was a bit Hedley Lamarr like (churning, seething) but my crew were mildly amused. I too planned a novel with the big storm as its mise en scene. When Freddie Trueman was sued for divorce he claimed he knew exactly where he spent the night in question because it was the night of the Hurricane. I saw split screen flashbacks - one of Fiery Fred in his underpants trying to close the window shutters and the other of the plaintiff in her chemise trying to get him to leave the shutters and come back to bed. Should have written it.