It is doing a good job of eroding what is left of the path as it pours off the fields on the left into the river on the right....
While we were there, the army turned up (emergency service Number 1) ....
And then the Fire Service shortly after (emergency service Number 2)....
This poor house situated on the edge of the river was barricaded with sandbags, which are a common sight around Romsey these days...
After that we went to have a look at Greatbridge, which, until yesterday, was drivable as far as the Duke's Head pub. Today, we were met with a police cordon (emergency service Number 3) across the road long before that and a nice policeman told us we wouldn't be able to get through as the army were working ahead. We parked up and went to have a look on foot instead....
|The river is on the left and the field (on the right) is just discernible by the fence line, which is not far off being covered by the flood water. It must be several feet deep here.|
|Sandbags holding the water back from flooding across the road|
|More sandbags, and they were working, for now....|
|More flooded fields|
|Soggy and Defeated Sandbags|
|Environment Agency Landy|
|Flooded lane with trees that have come down|
|Wouldn't fancy walking along here at present!|
They were nice lads; friendly, helpful, polite (and handsome, which I find is always a boon) and joked about me working for the Sun when I asked if it would be OK to take a pic for the blog. Poppy also fell in love with them and tried to run off with their tennis ball, which they thought was very funny (they would probably have been less amused had I told them about her current bottom-related problem, but I decided that was probably too much information to share).
The kit for filling sandbags was interesting, as was the industrial quantity of equipment....
|Huge number of spades|
|Things for putting beneath the sand hoppers to transfer the sand from the shutes into the bags (so now you know how it's done)|
All this rain may not be great for humans, but there are some people around who are enjoying it....
On the way home I thought I spotted some Redwings in a field, so we pulled over to see. Sure enough, they were Redwings, although the camera wasn't very co-operative about the photo. I got talking to the Groundsman of the place who came up to see what I was doing and turned out to be a bird enthusiast too, and we had a great chat about all the birds that he'd seen recently, including a breeding pair of Stonechats, Bullfinches and some Bramblings....
Back home and the garden birds continue to do well...
|A damp Dunnock|
|Handsome Great Tit|
|The mysterious Marsh-Willow Tit|
|MWT and Blue Tit|
I asked at college, and apparently, the only definitive way to distinguish Marsh from Willow Tits is by their call, so I am after downloading an app onto my mobile so I can play their songs and work out who it is we have in the garden (I say I'm downloading it, what I mean is I shall get L to do it for me because I am not remotely mobile-phone-savvy).
A weekend of pictures wouldn't be complete without a visit to the sheep, who were all in fine fettle and managed not to tumble-dry Pops either, which, all things considered, was a bonus...
|The View from the Down|
|Compost-exploration... OK, not so bad....|
|OMG!!!! What HAVE you done to your face Ted?|
|May well you look embarrassed Mr Dog!|
|Yes, it doesn't look any better from that angle either|
|And even partially dried-out it's still horrendous|
|Yes Poppy, you may have a clean face but the same certainly can't currently be said for your other end, so I wouldn't gloat too much if I were you|