I woke before 3 a.m. again and didn't sleep again, and so I am feeling just a tad worn out now. Today saw lots more phone calls, chasing things along, finding out the state of play and hoping we may, just may, exchange before Christmas. But of course Christmas is the fly in the ointment as various offices close down early, stay closed down for a week (or even two in the case of the Removal peeps). I have had to leave messages for folk out of the office and rely on the good grace of others to help in their stead. Very frustrating.
Today saw another trip to the Charity shop - perhaps the last now. 3 more boxes of really good books to go somewhere. We will sort that out next week.
An Amber weather alert has been mixed up in all of this, which meant we had to go the long way round to everywhere, as the bottom lane is already under water. We managed to do our good deed for the day when we had had to turn around before the Mill, and met a big Argos van heading for the flood - and even if he had gotten through that, he would have had to reverse back through it again as he was too big to go across the bridge. Poor chap had to turn around - I wish I'd had the presence of mind to say follow me home as he was heading for a neighbour beyond us, but by then my brain was cooked!
Our river (the Cothi) is running very high and very fast. I am glad we live a hundred feet above it and our new home is also situated well above the flood plain. However, the steep hills in and out of here had turned into shallow rivers themselves, as the rain washed off the fields down onto the road, bringing rocks and soil with it. The new folk will be glad of their Landrover.
The Towy is of course spread right across its flood plain - sorry for no photos, but I was driving and it was chucking it down with rain. If you go to Google and type in "Towy Flood Plain flooding" photos will come up, including several of mine!
Now, if I can find some energy from somewhere, perhaps Tam and I can finally dress the tree . . .