On Thursday I went east by train, across the Somerset Levels, sorry the photos are blurred.It’s a journey I’ve taken many times,
as I’m sure some of you have.
In 2014 the floods were really serious, you probably remember watching on TV.
Personally I’ve never seen it this bad. I feel rather guilty for all the moaning I’ve done this winter, just because I get wet on my six minute walk to work!
Week 50, but Julia has focussed on the weather instead of a golden anniversary, with her prompt, … the rain turned the road into a river…
and here is my entry. There will be more over at http://jfb57.wordpress.com/2012/07/16/100-word-challenge-for-grown-ups-week-50/ and maybe you would like to join in.
It could only be ugly, you only have to see how they built that block of flats over Whipton way. Eight stories high, where do they hang their washing?
‘Come on mum. Let’s join the crowd and walk across for the first time.’ I didn’t want to, horrid concrete.
‘Look Shirley, see how lovely it was, back when I was a girl. Your dad and me did our courting there, fifty years ago.’
‘Huh, every year in St Thomas, the rain turned the road into a river’ she said barely looking at my photo, ‘Now there’s the flood channel and this new bridge. I won’t be long then.’
Photo is from http://demolition-exeter.blogspot.co.uk/2011/01/edwardian-exe-bridge.html where Wolfpaw has discussed the copyright.