Friday, 15 November 2019

Severn up, Worcester: Friday, 15th November, 2019.

Road flooded and defences up.
Flooded Pitchcroft.
Ready for a close up…...
……and a wide angle.
Vicky's perspective.
The Severn.
Both wide and fast flowing.
River and brook combine to flood the park.
The happy couple.
Glimmy!
Alternative route.
Thriving.
Ditto.

Sunday, 10 November 2019

Walk into town, Worcester: Sunday, 11th November, 2019.

The view south across Pitchcroft.
Stand just there Vic.
OK Dave.

Stand over there Dave.
OK Vic.
Leaves.
Semi-mulched.

Glorious.
Wot about if I stand just here Vic?
OK Dave.
This lot is going to get cleared away tomorrow.
Alternative view.
Everyone's favourite view of Worcester.
You can't beat a refreshing drink of flood water.
Vicky's feeling guilty.
We haven't got any swan food.
Last shot before we head into town to keep our 
economy going with a little bit of shopping 
(from actual shops) and then some tea 
and cake from Elgars before walking back home.
Simple pleasures.


Friday, 1 November 2019

Perdiswell Leisure Centre (am) & Walk (pm): Friday, 1st November, 2019.

Are you sure this is a 'leisure' centre Vic?
Allotments remain under water.
No way thru' along here.
Good job the horse racing season is over.
Splendid fun for some.

Thursday, 31 October 2019

Aunt Louise meets her nephews (updated): Thursday, 31st October, 2019.

David, Eleanor, Graham, Pat, 
David (not a nephew), and Aunt Louise.
David, Vicky, Graham, Pat, David, and Aunt Louise.
David, Graham, Vicky (niece), and Kevin (son).
As above. Alternative angle.
Aunt Louise encircled by Graham, Kevin, Vicky and David.
WAAF Louise with RAF colleague sometime 
and somewhere in Algiers during WWII.

Wednesday, 30 October 2019

Vicky in Worcester, David up The Malverns with Roger: Wednesday, 30th October, 2019.

The Racecourse from Sabrina Bridge.
Chap feeding the swans.
Chap beginning to realise he needs a bigger bag.
Fountains? Wot fountains?
Not only the swans are hungry.
Swans and pigeons on 'the riverbank'.
The River is normally well beyond the trees
(and much lower, obviously).
Meanwhile, two olde codgers have made it up to 
The Worcestershire Beacon where it is 
a 'bit chilly' thanks to the easterly wind.
We need more caps and hoods Rog.
The view east.
The silver line just below the horizon is The River Severn in flood.
Looking northwards and Worcester is only just visible.
Looking south and heading back 
down under some hazy sunshine.
The view to the west.
No sign of Wales today. Just Herefordshire.