(Boring!) Drains
O.K., so how many of you have water up to your doorsteps, or puddles too big by far for you to traipse through? How many get soaked feet going shopping in town? A top officer from the Environment Agency has told me that he feels sorry for the people in the Colony. He might as well have said he feels sorry for people in the town centre, for the level isn't that different. Fact is, as he admitted, we need new drains. Yesterday. But we won't get them unless we impress our need on the Powers That Be. So, chaps and chapesses, how about making a noise? Writing letters to our councillors, to the EA, to Hugo Swire, to uncle Tom Cobley and all. Having drainage on the agenda of the next meeting of your Associations, Clubs and whatever. Create a groundswell of protest that the Powers cannot ignore. So that next time you get soaked by a passing car or step into a deep puddle you at least know you're doing something about it!
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nonetheless frightening. We're in our seventies, we don't relish having to move possessions upstairs for safety, it's hard work. We need new drains. Stat.
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