The weather has changed in the almost 20 years since we moved to HQ and began our adventure. The once every so often torrential downpours are now common place and last Wednesday rainfall of epic proportions fell onto the Bonsai Mountain. Yours truly was feeling smug sat in the warm (kids were collected from school early as they were closing due to roads being impossible unless you were a boat) when the phone rang and Jan was stranded the wrong side of the floods with her two girls. They needed my help, or rather, a lift in a Angus our big black 4x4.
The short version is that Angus made it there, collected them and came back without drowning. Well, almost, on the return trip the water was over the headlights and the bow wave washed over the bonnet and he did struggle a bit at that depth. He went into limp mode, poor lad, but he got me home. Later we walked down to the lane to see how bad things were and to check our neighbour was keeping the water out of her kitchen.
Otis went for an impromptu swim in our lane.
Morning dawned and blue skies revealed the extent of the water
there was a half mile of water between us and the world, the schools remained closed and we decided to fetch the kayak.
It was going to be a good day.
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