This was written offline on Monday:
Well as I had to be 'rescued' from Cheltenham on Friday I obviously do not yet have the book that I have been waiting for - for an age Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. This is really really frustrating me!
Ontop of that I have started to feel really ill - stomache variety - apparently our tap water is a)contaminated and b)about to run out and there are riots at Asda and things over the bottled water which sounds really scary.
We are going to try and get some food in as obviously all the food in the fridge and freezers is lost not becuase we don't have any electricity as we have a generator but becuase the appliences themselves got wet and are therefore not safe to plug in.
I am hoping that I can finially pick up a copy of Harry Potter whilst out!
This Post was written off line on Sunday:
Last night me and Alaric made a hard descision, at about 1 in the morning we phoned my perants and asked them to come and get Jean in the morning.
One of Barbaras friends had invited us to dinner to help out and she had made a lovely meal but before Jean could eat any off it she started vomiting (as in Jean vomited god English is a bad language for this). She rallied trumphantly and was happily playing when it happened again. Five times in all before she was being wrapped in a blanket to be taken home in and daddy was topless (he told all the ladys to restrain them selves cheecky boy!).
We were up very late with puking onto the towls, into the fire place, down mummys cleavage etc... This was really scaring us but we couldn't get through to nhs direct and she was still perking up after each time so we didn't think we should contact the emergancy servacies etc...
But realising that it was probably from the flood water or just the stress of her home being pulled to pieces we phoned my perants and asked them to come and get her.
This was a very hard decision for us as this will be the longest we've been apart from her since she was born :'(
Firstly, Sarah's fallen ill too. Throwing up lots. We took her to the doctors who said that hopefully it'd pass in a day or so, and to get in touch if it didn't, or if it got worse.
Secondly, the good news, the insurance people will happily replace all the damaged stuff from downstairs, and gave us £200 up front to cover short-term emergency living expenses!
This was writen off line on Saturday:
Ok well I think it was only about 6 inches but that doesn't fit with the Nick Cave lyrics ok.
We are a site of total devistation, having seen the pictures of yesturday when Al got back from dropping me and Jean off - it is a very good job I wasnt here as it would have been very very scary I think. Last night I ended up staying up until 3 am looking for our insurence stuff but have a horrible feeling it might be part of the BIG SOGGY and so I'll have to try and find out which policy wer're on the hard way.
The carpet is beyound salvage with grit and mud oozing from it with every squelching foot fall. The paint and plaster are bubbling off of the lower parts of the walls, I havent dared look in the brown seat were we keep such things as sacks of sugar, rice and cat biscuits.
Synthia the draft excluder is in a very sorry shape and has been taken away by a neighbour to try and salvage - I've had that snake since time in memorial and it is the brethren of the one that lived in the house of one of my nans neighbours - they bought Synthia for me as a sort of please leave our carpet snake alone, presant.
Sigh - I think the worse bit was fishing all the soaked Jean toys out of the mire - they should pretty much all wash out but there was something somehow devastatingly poignant about soggy floppy rabbits and teddies that have water running out of them when you pick them up.
There is still no power down stairs though we have light and thanks to a solid fuel fire - heat. We've spent most of the day trying to find homes for all the things off of the funiture so that we could move the funiture so that we could rip up the capet which is harder than you'd think especially when it turns out the radiators are on top of the carpet and we are struggling to see an easy way to dismount the heaters.
I was releived to see that our extensive book collection had all survived - well it had right up until one of the kittens knocked a stack of books waiting for transport up the stiars into the muddy squelch! I was not happy especially as it coped one Anne Rice, one C.J. Cherry and an Asimov 🙁 (since this was written I also found a Clive Baker and Nivan book awash :()
I think we're defenitly in for the long hull with this one 🙁
Sarah | sarah | 
Tue 24th Jul 2007 3:51 pm | 
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