Our Own Little Apocalyptic Scenario

We had a little apocalypse in Carlisle a couple of weeks ago. That there is the council building under about five feet of water. (Ta BBC) It might not sound all that bad but consider that the council building is about seven to nine feet above the normal level of the River Eden. Also consider that the flood actually happened in the space of about two hours, and that Eden has quite a large flood plain for such a small river. The water level rose approximately fourteen feet in about two hours.

The only way to traverse between the North and the South of the city was by boat or helicopter.

Casualties noted: Two Elderly Women
One Elderly Man
One Cow (Last seen floating down a main road)
One Carp (Thought to have taken a wrong turn in the Irish Sea)

Two goldfish, long thought lost, were recovered swimming in the football pitch and have since been adopted as mascots.

I went and rescued Sabs who was trapped with her worst nightmare. She went off to Lindsey's and I put the nightmare up for the night. Watched helicopters.

Night Came.

No power for forty eight hours.

Candles, games, booze, radio, guitars, chat.
Students wandering in the dark between those houses that had survived, pooling food, supply trips to darkened shops. Tim on a mission. (Tim likes missions).
The impromptu redneck preachers.
Hotel California.

Someone asked me if I was Jewish.
I said my head was cold.
Because it was.