flood
hi, so, after finding joe piscy fish dead, i buried him, broke the handle on mum's trowel in the process, let casper in from the rain, had sheppards pie for dinner at 1pm (i made it! at 10am!).... then! by quater to two i was hepling dad move the cover to the drain then i stayed outside in the rain stpooing empty plant pots going into the drain... basically, there was too much water for the drain, we were indoors, doors closed calling for a fire ambulance, the water was rising outside, it was leaking throug the front and back door.... this went on for hours, it came upto my knees, so ofcourse, it had gone into the plug socket slotty things and cut out aaaalllllllllll the electricity. columbo was crying and i made him lay on the poofae (sp?) and so he laid there, crying while me mum and dad ran about piling stuff onto the sofa, chairs, sofa bed... any highish surface.
i carried columbo up to mums room so he wouldnt get wet- it was water and sewerage so if he had gotten wet and then licked himself he would be seriously ill. we were wading through the water, trying to stop things and save things that wre floating through the water, special photos fell into the water, and i cried. the novelty of seeing my first house flood had worn off!
people are dicks. people SPED UP in their cars, vans and busses when driving through the massive pool of water covering the road and front garden, which then made a big wave of water splash through the gaps in your doors. cunts! and then! then! THEN! the evening post newspaper reporters and a photographer came in a FED EX van and started questioning out neighbours (who were fine) and being of no help at all! just laughing out there and having fun while we were going through hell and they were getting a story and making the value of our house go down by having on record that we get a flood once a dacade!
at first the carpet rippled like water.... then the water came through the carpet. HOURS later, the council brought our neighbour some sand bags (which, them being so late, actually kep the water IN rather than keeping the water out. we werent a high priority so we didnt get a visit from the fire brigade till half 5- when they pumped water from the road into the feilds. and! we may not be a council house, but if the council had done their job and kept the drains unblocked then they wouldnt have caused us thousands of pounds of damage, heart break and weeks of disturbance!
so, what now: the house is "empty of water" but we cant get rid of the squelchy carpets and furniture until the insurance man graces us with a visit so we can prove we got flooded. then! we battle for the insurance money they owe us, then we get rid oh the furniture and carpets, then we'll have big, chunky, loud, metal humidifiers in eath flooded foom for a few weeks until the walls and floors are dry (these machines are loud, give you stuffy headaches that make you feel sick and tired and make me and mum not able to breathe because of asthma) after weeks of that, we can buy new furnitre, re-wallpater all the lower walls, get new carpets, paint things and get back to "normal".
ALL because the council never care for the drains! the last time they checked the drains? ...when i was in year 7 or 8 at school.. and our house got flooded!
im just so depressed and angry about this. yes, our sofa had holes in it and yes the kids had gotten stains all over the carpets, and yes my parents hae horrible taste in wallpaper, but its just so much disruption and grossness and horrible things we go through to get "back to normal"
tomorrow im meeting kyla and we were going to notts because i havent been shopping for a month or two. but now ill have to save my money to help replace the things that the company dont insure. its all crap. litterally.