So back in Blighty for Christmas. We arrived back at Heathrow on Monday night in the middle of a terrible storm; weather warnings had been in place all day, and there were gale force winds and heavy rain. Despite arriving in England ahead of schedule, we circled over Essex for more than an hour before finally beginning the descent into Heathrow, through the dark clouds. It was quite a hairy landing; having broken the cloudline, the pilot did his best to keep the plane under control in very difficult conditions, but despite some considerable rocking we finally touched down in one piece.
The bad weather continued however. All through the drive home, and all night after that, the winds raged and the rain continued. Waking up on Christmas Eve, we saw that the RIver Medway through Tonbridge was dangerously high, and it continued to rise throughout the day. By evening, it was over its banks and much of the High St was covered in water. In lower lying areas, roads were completely impassable and houses flooded. Not a very merry Christmas for many people!
I went out for a wander round town again after Christmas dinner yesterday afternoon and the level had risen once more. As we live up the top of a hill, we were thankfully ok, but another storm is predicted for this evening so hopefully the river can hold out just a little bit longer.