Time to Write: 22nd June

This week Rachel asks us to tell a story about rain.

Mine’s not a story, but a passage from our life.

We have been lucky in that no matter how heavy the rain, our home has not been flooded.
Sure we had a leaky roof once and a mini Niagara Falls in the lounge, but it got sorted with the minimum of damage.
A few years back, we’d had weeks of dry weather and a hosepipe ban was in place. We were out walking the dog and the skies opened. We danced in the rain as steam hissed off our bodies.
Getting home our smiles turned to concern as our drive was six inches under water. Our door threshold was eight.
We discovered then that our soakaways didn’t, and got working on rectifying the problem the following day by putting in a french drain round the property. Our downpipes from the guttering were laid into piping similar to that used by the farmers, which would take the water away from the house and behind the garage. It worked, and although the drive still flooded to an extent, the water drained away in minutes once the rain stopped.

On the boat, flooding wasn’t an issue. If the water level went up, so did we. OK, the pontoons became pathways across expanses of water at times and we lost the banks behind us as the landscape changed.

Marina car park January 2016

Marina Car Park January 2016

The dog walk was also under water and confused Maggie.

Dog walk car park end

Dog walk from our berth

Despite all that though, Hubby slept like a baby when it rained.

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have recently lost our beloved dog Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney, and now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of my GSD so had hers done too. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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3 Responses to Time to Write: 22nd June

  1. scifihammy says:

    Too much rain is as bad as too little.
    I’m glad you got your flooding sorted out – it must have been quite a surprise to come home to that!

    • I had very shiny bottom halves of car tyres! It could have been a lot worse, but at least our solution worked as we’d given the water somewhere to go.

  2. Rachel says:

    Wow! Thanks for sharing this. I’ve had my basement flood a couple of times, but that’s the worst I’ve ever had rain.

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