Too many lows

I can't believe these depressions keep coming over. Isn't there supposed to be a gap between them? This feels like the umpteenth day with force five to seven gusting eight, and there's no end in sight with at least another two lows lined up to hit us in the next few days.

We've done Van Gogh, Vermeer, Rembrandt, loads of pretty canals, a nice Thai meal, a visit to a camping shop/chandlery (for new cheap waterproofs for Ben), a Dirk supermarket, seen a few ladies of the night (in the afternoon), inhaled a lot of interesting smoke and crossed the Ij a good many times on the ferry. Perhaps after four nights it really is time to move on?