And what a wet ,stormy
and thoroughly miserable month it has been. Avies small world has
been lucky so far ,unlike those poor souls in Somerset who I
mentioned last night.
I find it incredible
that the powers that be have seen fit to reject help from the Marines
and plumped instead for the services of the Fire Brigade!
If you need to have
pontoon bridges ,who better than the marines, all the Fire Brigade
has is pumps and let us be fair, they have been singularly
ineffectual during the pat month. When entire communities are cut of
by flood and living literally in a cess pit for weeks one wonders at
the Governments lack of positive action.
OK,OK, so D.E.F.R.A
have met today , and while I am not au fait with their findings I
would have to say that they are about a month too late.
One hopes that the
problems face by these low lying towns and villages will bring to
their senses the developers who are determined to build huge numbers
of family homes in areas know to be at risk from flooding. One hopes,
but one suspects that greed will triumph as usual , so that some time
in the not too far distant future we shall be watching news reports
telling of massive loss of life such as happened on Canvy Island in
the fifties
To anyone rash enough tp purchase of of these death traps I say "Bon chance"
In Japan anyone caught
building substandard housing,or making toys that are dangerous ,in
fact any one caught endangering the public for profit is severely
deal with,in some cases the death penalty is invoked.
I believe that the
people who build these dangerous”family homes” should be obliged
to live in them them selves, just as the supporters of a third runway
at Heather row should be forced to live. ,r try too live under the
flightpath.
That,s enough vitriol
for tonight. January while it has been a very damp squib has held for
me some happy moments as well as some truly sad ones and I expect we
can all say as much.
As children at school
we were taught a rhyme about the weather one could expect in the
different months. February's was..February, fill dyke, meaning heavy
rain. Well the dyke is full so perhaps we might have a change,
February frost perhaps or February fluffy clouds, I'm off. I can hear
the marbles rolling down hill even as I write!
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