Sunday 09/01/05

Rain and strong southerly winds. It's not very cold, so I set off for an amble across the moors as far as the waterbutt. It's very very wet and not much fun. Even the sheep don't like it. Returned after 45 minutes. Have no mobile coverage, not even from the hilltops. City of Carlisle is well under water, electricity off and people being plucked off rooftops and from upstairs windows. Warwick Road, where I stayed in July was reduced to a river. The roundabout at the northend of the town was a 5 feet deep lake. Incredible. On return from walk found an old mitten, one I lost weeks and weeks ago. I keep losing the blinking things! Shipping forecast predicts force 7-9, occasionally force 10 from southwest. Again. Later that evening, great curtains of rain sweep down the road in the light by the war-memorial.