Roses

From this week’s supermarket delivery, bought to cheer myself up.

With just the faintest of positive lines, and having felt well for over a week, daycare were happy to take Dad today. I’d liked to say I used the time to rest but there were bits of admin I needed to do in order for me to be able to go away next Monday.

This afternoon I did have a rest though, watching a programme that was on tv last night, “The Great Flood of 1968”, a documentary looking at the impact of the heavy rain that struck the Bristol and Bath area in July 1968, causing mass destruction and the loss of lives of seven people, centring on the River Chew and my home town. A link for anyone interested in watching on catch-up: https://www.channel5.com/show/the-great-flood-of-1968

Mum used to tell the story of how she got caught in the torrential raining coming back from the high street, pushing my brother and me in the pram. She was wearing a dress that she’d made and by the time she got home she was so wet that the material had shrunk so much that Dad had to cut her out of the dress! Featured in the programme was the butchers shop, of which I have vague memories, where Mum would buy my favourite sausages, that was damaged in the flood and then demolished. Plenty of other familiar scenes. Given our recent very wet weather, and with Hurricane Milton barrelling down on Florida, rather fitting timing for the airing of the programme.

Thank you for your kind stars for yesterday’s golden sunshine.