I am thinking of getting the blueprints for the Ark out of storage.
We are veterans of rain, here in the UK. We have plenty of umbrellas and wellington boots. But even we are a little nonplussed at the sheer volume of water our leaden skies seem able to drop on us at the moment.
Our news reports are full of reports of unprecedented flooding. Some 800 homes have been affected across Britain as I write, and there’s more rain to come. My sister has just driven up from Cornwall and says the water on the roads is unbelievable.
And as I write there are still 240 flood warnings active: mostly for areas of Cornwall and the Midlands.
Old Sodbury in Gloucestershire has had a landslide caused by rain, and villagers have been evacuated; there are scenes of roads which have become rivers in Malmesbury.
We live in the South East, not far from Windsor, on high ground: but I can report that the queen’s Crown Land, the ancient forests which surround the castle, are waterlogged beyond belief. My dog disappears up to his armpits in the quagmire. The ground simply cannot take any more water. It’s staying on the surface and a walk without stout wellingtons is impossible.
As always, at Letter From Britain: we will keep you informed.