Zigs, my sympathy about your weeding bucket taking a header. From someone who has fetched underwear blown into the pasture, chased watering containers across the barn lot, and watched her hens get their feathers blown in the wrong direction, I understand the force of an ill wind.
I just saw a photo of the sky over London--looks a bit like yours! I do hope there are no more deaths, very little destruction, and that all survive to tell their grandchildren about the hurricane of '17.