Whilst we had a lot of rain these past couple of days (tail end of Hurricane Melissa I believe), and our River Wye is high and folk downstream on flood alert (Bredwardine and Hereford getting it), it was our old home, Carmarthenshire, which got hit really badly again. These are photos I took in 2020 I think. It was every bit as bad yesterday, if not worse. Danny struggled to get home with Emma, in the dark. Personally, I would have taken note of the Yellow Weather warning and cancelled bookings . . .
This was looking across the River Towy as you approach Carmarthen on the by-pass. The line of the river is normally 15 feet wide at most, towards the trees on the far bank. Carmarthen flooded again yesterday, as the river broke its banks at the bottom of Castle Hill . . .
Last night my friend's son had to drive through this flooded part to reach home, all the other roads to their smallholding being shut from flooding (as this should have been too). It was after dark, and the only guidance he had of the line of the lane, was the lights in the bungalow. He kept his revs up, but said that the water was coming up over his headlights and the car was beginning to float! My goodness, he was lucky that it didn't cut out for then he would have been floating backwards into the river and the speed that would have been going in spate, he'd have been lucky to escape with his life.
I had a very bad night - I was still awake at 3.30 a.m. and I feel absolutely wiped out today. I will have to force myself to do anything. I'm glad that Tam and Rosie are arriving later for a few days. I feel SO down in the dumps. I cannot balance the wonderful holiday in NZ against my anxiety levels and lowness of spirit at the moment. Since Keith died, when I am anxious about something (as I was about the Jordan holiday) it just becomes overwhelming and I find it so hard to face the challenges ahead. Once I get there I will be find, it's just I cannot find the positives at the moment.
But hey, it's stopped raining . . . got to get a positive into the day somehow!
Hello m’dear, thoughts and worry can indeed be overwhelming at times and I know first hand of the difficulty of raising oneself from the morass that it causes. It’s the smallest things that I find help the most…little wins like taking a walk away from the usual surroundings, trying something different to cook and eat, declutterring that filled up space (and mind) writing a blog post …you get the idea I hope. Tis not easy but the downs can be overcome lass no matter how overwhelming they may seem.
ReplyDeleteThe heavy rain woke me up several times, and I'm feeling a bit tired today. Pembs doesn't seem too badly affected, with the odd road and a school shut, but I used to work in Carmarthen and remember the floods there, including those poor horses on the higher ground to the west, near the rail track. The planners said all the new stores and the sorting office would be fine, would never flood. But they never listen to locals!
ReplyDeleteMy goodness, those floods, very scary.
ReplyDeleteGrief and anxiety often go hand in hand, I'm glad you're having family over today x
Alison in Devon x