(A scan of my drawing book, I like that you can see the blue pencil and show through from other pages.)
I am behind on things due to the flooding in this area. It hit Agbrigg pretty hard, we had six foot of water in our cellar and no electricity for a week and we were the lucky ones. Helen and I spent a few days clearing out our stuff after the fire brigade had pumped the cellar out. The water was contaminated with sewage so everything had to go. I always thought I travelled light, but it was very neat stacking that hid the vast amount of stuff down under the house.
I had been doing Drawing workshops during the day in Rotheram on Monday the 25th June and was cut off from West Yorkshire. Someone very kindly took me home with them to the Peak District out of harms way as things were starting to look serious with Ully Resevoir threatening to burst.
I got a text from Helen early Tuesday morning, asking to phone her when it was convenient. She briefly told me that the Coal Yard was flooded and that she had been up all night with the neighbours watching the waters rise. Here are a few photographs she took in the night and the morning after.
To get out of Agbrigg she had to get a boat up Doncatser Road.
The lone swan that lives on the beck at the bottom of the Coal Yard took a swim up to the front door and then around the garden, that is something I would like to have seen, but of course I was still trapped in South Yorkshire. There were still no trains or buses so Helen and her Dad came to rescue me in a car, which took all day to do.
I have documented all this, and more in my sketch book, but it will be awhile before I can colour it up and get it on the website. The local Church at the end of Agbrigg Road, St. Catherines, were brilliant. They gave people hot food and drinks and a place to get away from smelly wet houses for a bit. As I said earlier we are pretty much back to normal, but there are people down the road who are going to be living with this for months to come.
I didn't loose much of personal value, except that is, a bunch of graphic novels, that were lovingly wrapped in plastic, but obviously not wrapped well enough. They are now just so much pulp.
The complete collection of Tintin books hurt the most to lose.