raining
Of course, it had to rain. It’s 1230 and I’m reviewing my
day.
First of all, those two big fat F@#k off Cuban Cigars I was
saving for a couple of landmark stages in my illness? Not yet smoked ‘em yet but
its getting closer.
After a pleasant morning wandering around Staines for my last
entry, I drove to see my Mum. Remember the road where I had to drive through
the water yesterday? The police have closed it.
I tried driving around the back of it but as you can see they
were shutting off that road as well, at Horton, just as I got there:
The little river that goes through the middle of Wraysbury
has burst its banks there and has flooded all the meadows on the opposite side
of the road from us although the water is still a way away. Across the road
from us, it’s more like a small stream and where it passes under a bridge it’s
over the arch and about 6 inches under the road itself. There are puddles
everywhere.
The lakes (flooded gravel pit workings) are higher than I
have ever seen them. The water level there is actually the height of the
underlying ground water level; the flooded River Colne passes through the complex
dumping part of its load but those waters can’t drain into the Thames anymore
because that’s flooded.
The Thames is now nearer to our house (bungalow) by about 20
or 30 yards.
Did I mention I went to Tesco’s too? I’m getting a bit tired
and I got rained on tonight but so far I’m still OK and lots of people here
aren’t.
Neil Harris
(a don’t stop till it’s chest high production)
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