Tuesday, August 10, 2004

Out of the flood

Tanks to the good offices of a friendly trucker. He stopped at the side and offered his services. Waded thro the water wxposed my towing eye got drenched by his trucking mates. He refused my bung but I pressed him. Top man. I rang the police but the patrol will still attend. The police arrive and close two lanes meanwhile two cheeky chaps have got stuck where we were. Still in adversity cameraderie. Beth from the aa rins to tell me will be an hour then text advises will be here by 14.20 deep joy. I ring ally who is highly amused.

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