On Saturday I sat in the sunshine in a café in Saumur with friends. We had a good laugh and then we went our separate ways. I strolled across the bridge to the island where I had left my car and drove out of Saumur onto the main road. Then it happened - the sunshine turned to floods in seconds. I couldn't see the road or the sides of the road. Cars were forced to stop and put their flashers on but you could barely see them so I decided to keep driving. It was a nightmare journey, the rain was so heavy and the visibility down to nil, it reminded me of the hurricanes we used to have in the States.
I eventually made it home through floods and downed trees. In the 6 feet between my car and the house I became soaked right through, and the power was off. It stayed off until 7am the next morning, 16 hours later. I have an all electric house so I couldn't even make a cup of tea. I gazed wistfully into the fridge and found an apple and a carrot. I added them to the banana and 2 walnuts, making my dinner a veritable feast.
When the power resumed I discovered that it had been a tornado, which not only caused the flooding but it had ripped the spire off a church and destroyed the surrounding buildings. I have now lived through a tornado, hurricanes, an haboob (dust storm), a locust storm, floods and earthquakes, a gas explosion and an air crash. And yet I am still here.
A friend put out a request for somewhere for me to stay for 2 months after my house is sold. The quickest reply came from a man who said he had a room and he could do with the company. No strings attached?
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