Monday, June 25, 2007

Submerged...

When my daughter sent me a text that said that Hull was "proper flooded" I didn't take her seriously. Had I, then perhaps I'd have started my journey home even earlier than I did, thus avoiding all that hanging about in train and bus stations only to find out, hours later, that public transport wasn't transporting the public anywhere. And when I did get home, well, Hull was proper flooded. Regard:Tags: ,

2 comments:

Stephen Newton said...

Hope that's not your house at the end. You'd been caught out by the isolation of the office, we home workers were following the plight of the Hull man who died stuck down a drain.

Dave W said...

That is, indeed, my front garden. We got away lightly compared to some parts of the city and the aforementioned man.