Is simply dreadful, will it never stop raining, day after day, it is relentless, as well as this, we have gales lashing our coast. It is difficult to see through our windows now, so much salt is carried in the wind from the sea, it coats the glass with an opaque film.
We have discovered problems in the gable end wall of our house, the rendering has blown, this is allowing rain water to penetrate through onto an adjoining flat roof and, at one end of our property, water is continually dripping through into a utility room, cloakroom and my office. I have buckets, bowls and other receptacles placed to catch the drips. I get quite a tune played from the dripping water as it lands into the containers I have out. I even have a bowl here beside my keyboard, so when I’ve posted this I shall pack everything away and switch off until later.
We’ll have to wait until the better weather before we can get the wall re-rendered, so in the meantime, John has started to paint it with a coat of bitumen, what he’s done so far has helped a little, but not stopped the rain coming in completely, so, with dry days promised for Saturday and Sunday we hope to apply another coat. Our lovely white house is looking rather dreadful right now, never mind it has to be done. Forgive this little moan, for I do like to keep my postings as upbeat as possible, but these circumstances really are getting me down.
I’m trying to think Christmassy, but its difficult at the moment. However, amidst this, I do count my blessing for last evening was wonderful, we left the house for a couple of hours, during a power cut I may add, and went to a concert in St Peter’s Church where we were entertained by a local choir singing Christmas songs, afterwards mulled wine and mince pies was served. It was magical! We had to laugh when we later returned to the car which we’d parked on the sea front road side, it was covered in sand, but it was lovely to see, when driving back towards our village, the twinkling lights, telling us that our electricity was back on.
Thought you might like to see the side of the house, the blobs on the picture are rain drops.
I'm starting Christmas next week.
Reflection Through The Seasons
I live in a small Welsh village which is situated in the southern tip of the Snowdonia National Park. Its an area of true outstanding natural beauty. We have the Cambrian mountains to the east of us and the coast of Cardigan Bay out to the west. My husband and I moved to Wales from The Cotswolds in England 19 years ago. We bought the old village Police Station, which we have worked tirelessly renovating ever since. You could say its a real labour of love. I have retired after working many years in the travel business, this now leaves me free to pursue the many things in life that I enjoy.