I certainly do. We had just moved because Tag had a new job in a West London school. Our house sale had gone badly so we were staying in a tiny flat in Windsor while we looked for somewhere to buy, and we had a puppy, our first dog (an Airedale), that I used to walk in Windsor Great Park every morning.
We were so tired with our life circs that we slept through the whole thing. But the scene that met me & Tyke in the park - great trees rooted up and scattered - was astonishing. Actually, a woman died in Windsor during this storm because a hotel chimney collapsed into her bedroom.
I grant that we're lucky compared with other places that get violent hurricanes regularly, but we do have storms in the UK, you know...