I return to the subject
of last nights waterlogged blog! To say that the weather has been
inclement is much like saying that the eruption of Vesuvius created a
bit of dust!!
This analogy is not as
random as you may think for just as Vesuvius rendered whole towns in
to useless ruin so the continued rain is returning to ancient flood
plains all over England and is showing no sign of retreating.
Take a look at the
Somerset Levels, many years ago the area was called “the Summer
Country”for only on the dry summer months was the land visible, for
the rest of the time it was , as it is now hidden beneath the winter
flood waters . Rivers are reconstructing themselves and we are
powerless in the face of such force.
When the alleged grave
of King Arthur was discovered at Glastonbury Abbey the tombstone was
inscribed with the legend “Here Lies Arthur in the Isle of Avalon”
and it is true that parts of Glastonbury,in particular the Tor have a
claim to the title.
If I is true there is
another legend which says that. “When the island of Avalon
reappears Arthur will return.”
Judging by aerial
photographs of the Somerset Levels we shall not have long to wait to
learn the veracity of the legend.
Sitting here listening
yet again to the horizontal rain lashing the windows and watching the
gale driven water finding its way into the house via any small crack
or imperfection in the seals it seems somehow more like the Wrath of
God, than just a bit of bad weather.
Perhaps now is the time
to think about the building of an Ark! Of course successive short
sighted |Governments have closed down most of the ship building in
the British Isles so we had better be swift about it. After all if
the Scots do secede from the union they will hold the winning hand
since most of the ship building is still in Scotland.
With that thought in
mind,does anyone know the price of birds eye maple?
Answer: Theeehapence a foot. ( a poem written by Marriot Edgar in 1932 and performed by the great Stanley Holloway
Answer: Theeehapence a foot. ( a poem written by Marriot Edgar in 1932 and performed by the great Stanley Holloway
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