King Cnut or what...

Floating fridge and freezer anyone?

 Well when we set off from Lefkada last Thursday morning with frost being scrapped from the windscreens of the cars at six thirty in the morning, we had no idea what the weather Gods had in stores for us.  We had good trip to Athens and within six hours overall we were sat in the airport having a Big Mac until we were picked up by the driver from Peri's hotel.

All our worldly goods in the quagmire.

 We had a lovely night there eating at the local taverna in the village for not much money, this goes down very well with me, being a Yorkshire man.  Next morning, a lay in followed by breakfast and then off to the airport, but not without incident.  The driver who was delivering us to the airport backed out of the hotel and straight into a car parked across the road.  After a little altercation with the other driver our man gets into the car and states "they shouldn't be allowed to park there".  Strange from the man who went straight off private property and tee boned someone on a public road.

The muckout starts.

 Our flight was the longest we have ever had going home from Athens taking about an hour longer than normal as, according to the pilot, we had 180 mph head winds all the way home.  Fortunately we didn't book the first train back to York from Manchester just in case there were any delays and with the train also being delayed 15 minutes we managed to get about with a little time to spare.

On arrival at York station we were met by No. three son John, and his opening greetings included the line, "what do you think about your house being flooded" and then "Oh, I guess no one has told you yet!"

Pumping water into the nearby drain from...

Here, lake Yokefleet.

 Anyway to cut a huge story short we had a storm surge down the river Ouse which caused a sort of tidal wave down the river breaching the banks and leaving about five inches of water in the ground floor of the house and about thirty inches or so in the garage where all our personal possessions are stored many of which are now lost forever.  Our tenants, being forewarned by Number two son Chris, got the floor covering up very quickly and the water mainly out of the building, this prevented things being much worse than they could have been but it's still an insurance job as the water could well be contaminated be the septic tanks in the village.

 The loss adjuster has been and we are busy getting quotes for the work as we speak and things are looking up as the cleaning companies dehumidifiers do their job.  Hopefully the pictures may give you some idea of the carnage but as we Yorkshire folk say "it's ony muck and wata."

...and in the other direction, we are behind the trees

Laura gets dunked.

Laura and Geoff, her new Godfather, touch of the Mafia about him!

Jess, with in her latest vampire feature.

On Friday night the power started to flicker finally going off at around one thirty in the morning and not returning until eight o'clock on Saturday evening.  That left us with warmth or hot food and drinks.  Fortunately we went to Number one Son, Gary's, house because he has open fires and we could boil a pan and do some toast on the open coals, Toast done on the fire has no substitute.

Sunday was the Christening of Laura who at eighteen years old decided that she wanted to be baptised after the recent death of her Grandad and Sanny's uncle. We had a great time and could forget our woes for a bit as we celebrated with her.  Sandra's dad Geoff was her proud Godfather claiming that it must be a fairly unique event to become a Godfather in your ninetieth year.

Last but by no means least, I thought I would just give our Granddaughter Jessica a mention.  She has been without one front tooth for some time and the other night with a little help from her dad, John, she got the full set.  We won't hear any renditions of "Is all I want for Christmas..." well maybe.

Please excuse any typo's or grammatical errors I just can't be messed to proof read!!