Genesis, Noah....... Make pumps one.

Last week I must have tempted fate.

I mentioned floods, I might have said something about Noah.

Bad move, Clearly that put me in big G's sights and he decided to show me a proper flood.

Last night it rained and it rained and rained

And then it rained some more.

As the household slumbered water poured over the fields.

It massed at the front of the house and still we slumbered.

It broke through the kitchen floor and still we slumbered.

It ran across the room, and still we slumbered.

It spread, and still we slumbered on.

Morning arrived and the first child rose to a house under water. A 1-2 inch lake covered much of our kitchen and living room.

Action stations!!!!

Management and big D set up a containment zone using towels and the carpet cleaner was rushed into action. Sucking up water by the bucket.

Outside Tallie and I set to with the digger, shovels and picks creating a diversion course and drain to carry water away.

Of course the rain storm continued and we struggled to get the water moving the right way.

Then we pulled a joint apart on the house' water system, if such a things was possible there was now even more water....

Except of course this pipe was spewing water underground so we had to dig down to find it, as it leaked.

Eventually the situation was just grim and management was able to set off, oh yes there was more. Young D was seeing his mum today, so he needed to be at the M4.

We counted without the roads, management phoned to say she had covered a whole 4 miles and so far 14 streams and culverts had overrun the road.

She didn't get to the end of the B road before she was confronted with something a bit more serious, a sea of water. Testing it on foot she got to the point where the water was up to the top of her wellies and decided that discretion is......

She turned round.

This afternoon young P needs to catch a train and Bruce has to be collected. I think I might get that job.

Wonder if she would let me take a Green Goddess.

We have given up on the living room carpet.

I just chopped it into manageable bits which were carried out the front door and dumped.

Even more expense.

The new stove has been running flat out to dry everywhere out and, I must say it has not done too bad a job so far.

Management is wandering the house with a fixed shocked stare, verging on catatonia, I am not entirely sure this is her idea of fun...

Apparently she found a piece of slate on the beach the other day, it had a hole in it, she was told such a thing would bring us good luck. Thank goodness for that, just imagine what it would be like if we had bad luck....

R