. . . in the lane, water's glistening,
a worrying sight, we may be phoneless tonight,
wading in a winter wonderland . . .
Good morning. Yesterday's storm has brought the river up across the lane at the bottom of the hill, and my son had to walk the last half mile home last night because it wasn't worth his friend risking his car by driving into it and finding out he was floating!
It has dropped significantly overnight, but I am worried to find that our phone line (well, the one that supplies all our hamlet) has come down off the pole and is swinging very low across the road (car roof height). It is only a matter of time before someone snags it and we are phoneless - possibly over Christmas, thus threatening a re-run of last year. I thought I'd post this in case it suddenly goes, and then phone BT to report it.
The Towy has broken its banks and is across the flood plain between here and Carmarthen, and the fields at Abergwili are well under water. I could see it glinting in the moonlight as I drove my son to work for 7 a.m. this morning.
I was obviously hungry when I got to the supermarket to get teabags and a newspaper, as I succombed to a cookery magazine with some fabulous Christmas and special occasion recipes. It's a cheap alternative to a cookery book, in my eyes.
I hope everyone has survived yesterday's storm but they tell us there is more on the way. I'll be glad when we have picked D up on Christmas Eve, and then we can batten down the hatches and not have to go anywhere for a few days.