It's wet and windy in Scotland just now, so if we're getting the edge of what is forecast for the south of England it must be pretty bad down there. We had a bad storm, one of the worst I've experienced, at the start of 2012, and I was actually scared. It hit at about 7am, when it was still dark and I was woken by the most incredible noise of the wind pounding into the house.
My son had slept under his bed that night (he used to do that regularly) and he had woken before me, but was too scared to come out. We lost a lot of roof slates that day, and my son's trampoline flew over our 7 feet wall, across a big car park which was fortunately empty at the time, and ended up halfway across a farmer's field.
One house in a nearby village lost its whole roof, and pretty much every house suffered some damage.
The noise was the scariest, made worse by it being dark. When it was light I could see the water on a nearby river being whipped up in a spray about maybe 20-30 feet high. That was quite something to see.