Where have I been?
I told you. Hiding in a corner and rocking. It’s been bloody traumatic this last few weeks and it’s not getting any better.
Life has been knocking us from pillar to post leaving us reeling with shock before BAM! another blow takes us unawares.
Anyway, I’m not going to dwell on all that.
It’s fair to say it’s been a bit rainy round here lately. So rainy in fact that roads are collapsing and buildings are falling down as their foundations are being washed away. I suppose that’s the downside (hahaaa; downside!!) of living in a town built on a hill. We even made the national news. Fame at last!
We arrived home one day to discover that the track to our house had become a river and our living room a lake. We spent a frantic few hours trying to mop up all the water and stop the flood by using towels stuffed under the door. Unfortunately, there was more water than we had towels so it all got a bit chaotic for a while. We got off lightly compared to many others in the town. We had a months worth of rain in a few hours, even the ducks were taking shelter.
I’d like to say that it was an isolated incident but we’ve been having flash floods on an almost daily basis since.
Putting my waterproofs on to walk the dog was a pointless as they, ironically enough, were too wet to wear, never having time to dry out between outings.
Here’s a photo or two of our track thinking it’s a river.
Fancy taking the dog our for a walk? Yeah, sure. I’ll go and put my swimming cossie on.