Wow what a weekend!!
So much rain fell from Friday to Sunday that the river burst it's banks in places. The caravan park was briefly inaccessible to anyone not with a high 4x4, as the archway that is the road into the site had completely filled up with water, and the field and road on the other side of the big bridge over the river had also flooded. Trees were uprooted and hurtled down the fast flowing river to hit the bridges regularly with no doubt a big thud, and the poor ducks were sheltering along the bank and under caravans.
Alan had arrived on Friday night in his smart new white Audi rather than our trusty old Mitsubishi, so we would have been stuck ... you all know my car is a little Fiat 500 no bloody use whatsoever for off road conditions 🤣🤣
But luckily our visiting family had come in their lovely high vehicle so we could still go out and about showing them the local area between rain showers, and walking the dogs regularly. Our two little furry friends much prefer to stay in when it's wet outside and we don't push the issue, a quick dash to the little garden for toilet use and then back in suits Suky and Mavis just fine. But our visitors with their lovely big German Shepherd had to brave the elements regularly and it would have been rude not to let our two tag along.
So the weekend has been all about drying wet dogs and dog towels, humans and sodden coats and eating out for virtually every meal. A good night out in the club on Saturday night raised spirits nicely and after a good meal yesterday our guests hit the road home to Scotland.
This morning in the Van there is just me and Suky … and the sun is back. What terrible planning, the weather Gods were most definitely NOT smiling on us this weekend. Let's hope they are saving all their bright, clear skies for next week when we set off on a little adventure to Sark.