~ the swollen grey creek

Today’s weather made the last post seem almost prescient.

We were hit by thunderstorms of extraordinary ferocity. I was stranded on the roads, trying to speed past sparking powerlines, avoiding flooded depressions and fallen trees, before my beloved Renault 12 stationcar gave up the ghost. I was on my way to retrieve Polly from her last ever day at crèche. I rang my wife then, and sent her into the fray….

I swear that there has never been a storm such as this - at least in my memory.

Below is Scotchman’s Creek swollen to ten, perhaps twenty times its normal size.