That's what my postings will have to be for a while, as I am sharing my computer with my daughter and her boyfriend as theirs needs a new cable.
The heavy rain we have had over the past few days has had its obvious conclusion, with flooding on the Carmarthen flood plain where the Towy has burst its banks, and our own Cothi is several feet higher than it was a few days ago. It will rise and drop quite radically within the space of a few hours, and is a regular occurrence in our valley. Nothing on the scale of the dreadful flooding in Brisbane and Toowoomba though, thank heavens, although in 1987 they had catastrophic flooding in this area and neighbours still tell of the bridge holding up fallen trees until the river, in spate, had no option but to pass over the TOP of the bridge, and consequently flooded the bungalow and cottage by the side of it to a depth of more than 4 feet.
Whilst I was driving into town for my physio appointment this morning, although concentrating on the road, I could see enough of the flooded Towy to form today's A.R.O.S., which I jotted down the moment I parked at the Hospital. Here it is:
After heavy rain, the river nosy-parkers across sodden fields, nudging hedgerows with curious fingers and shining like a lake of mercury.
