I DIDN'T expect my shed installation to be postponed due to severe winds and heavy rain.

Not in August.

But so it was that I received that phone-call this morning.

I am relieved that it was delayed. Twigs are flying, garden furniture has toppled and I ate half my hair as it blew in my mouth the moment I stepped out the front door.

It was safer all round to postpone.

Mother Nature, acts of God, industrial unrest, and circumstances and situations beyond my fathoming have all had a hand recently in causing disruption, delay and disgruntlement.

From power outages affecting trains, planes and a hospital, to IT issues affecting flights; the weather ensuring Boardmasters Festival was cancelled in Newquay, to the first day of Cowes Week racing having to be abandoned.

Closer to home in Wales, some Parkruns have been cancelled, while Cardigan Carnival rearranged to September and Pontypridd Vintage Transport Day has had to be called off.

It seems the news is full of interviews with fed up folk dealing with last minute changes of plan due to factors beyond their control.

Behind every event is a story, one usually involving a lot of people spending a lot of time - planning, thinking, arranging, publicising and eagerly anticipating.

While I am keen for my new shed to be in place, I can’t pretend it has occupied many waking hours of thought.

But if you have spent six months or more organising a festival, show or event, my goodness it must be heart-breaking when circumstances beyond your control intervene and leave you proverbially - or literally - stranded.

I have two sides to me. The chess player who tries to anticipate, plan, predict, mitigate and know what is happening, when it’ll happen and with or by whom.

Then there is at once my opposite self, the toss-of-a-dice kinda gal, who rolls with it, goes with it, embraces it and makes the best of it, whatever it may be.

I’m not sure which is healthier and more likely to make me happier.

Some of the best nights out have been those where, to paraphrase the comedian Micky Flanagan, I went out and ended up "aat aat".

I have made purchases on instinct and gone places on a whim and mostly it’s all been peachy.

I have thought and planned and tried to analyse something from every angle but sometimes the reality or end result has held a twinge of disappointment or frustratingly not gone as I’d hoped.

So what is the best way to deal with an unexpected cancellation, disruption or derailment in life?

With grace, if you can muster it; with resilience, if possible; with humour, if appropriate; with a determination to find a different and possibly even better way, certainly.

To quote cards and coasters, when life gives you lemons, make a G&T, and in this uncertain world sometimes we must try to be sanguine and accept the only plan you can make: that plans don’t always go to plan.