With Storm Conall raging all around the south coast, yet leaving us
unscathed we transported 12 bags of green garden refuse and a leaky water butt to Efford Recycling Centre this morning and returned with what Jackie termed a glorified toilet roll holder which fits neatly in the
downstairs loo and keeps a good supply in there. This is her photo.
Martin had to negotiate a severe flood stretching some distance from Ringwood to Bransgore, no more than five miles from us.
In the dark later afternoon with a lamp strapped to his head the excellent Greg Mouland visited and cleared a drain blockage. I had only sent him an e-mail yesterday and he squeezed us in after all the rest of his work.
As Jackie said, “we got rid of an awful lot of shit today”.
This evening we dined on roast chicken; boiled new potatoes; crunchy carrots; firm pure white cauliflower with its chopped leaves; tender spinach and green beans; and tasty Brussels sprouts, with which I drank more of the Fleurie.