What woke me up this morning was the fact that a truck was passing the house very slowly. When I drove back from tennis last night I noticed the river had burst its bank but it is a long way from here so was not that worried. However as a precaution I left the car on higher ground. I am so glad I did because the road is flooded. At five this morning I was talking to my neighbours from our upstairs windows, watching the water rise. Monsieur Toutee, a neighbour, appeared in the middle of the road in high boots, which were rapidly filling with water. The other neighbours ducked inside their houses while I waved to him and said bonjour. He raised his arms like King Canute and shook his fists then went to move his tractor. The other neighbours opened their windows again.
I am moving stuff upstairs just in case. Their are 3 steps up to the front door and the water has covered one of them. I am lucky. My neighbours opposite are already flooded on the ground floor and their garden is completely under water. If I was a horrible person could I possibly think it is retribution for unplugging my freezers?
I am moving stuff upstairs just in case. Their are 3 steps up to the front door and the water has covered one of them. I am lucky. My neighbours opposite are already flooded on the ground floor and their garden is completely under water. If I was a horrible person could I possibly think it is retribution for unplugging my freezers?
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