Throwing Kisses across the waves....

Sitting at my desk today, I glanced out over the car park occasionally as the rain shifted up a gear from its bog standard Scottish Drizzle to torrential downpour. Drivers were arriving with parcels and getting me to sign delivery notes, which were soggy, and a mass of run ink.

When J left the office at 4.30 to walk to the bus stop I looked up pleased to see that it had stopped raining, I knew she would get to the bus stop before it started again.

30 minutes later she came back to the office, soaked to the skin, and so upset.

I immediately shut my pc down, and dragged her off to the car.

The rain had come down again in torrents. She had walked through a foot of water to get to the bus stop and had waited for a while before realising no traffic was coming thru.

As we got to the gate of the estate, the road was closed to our right. We could see the traffic around the airport at a standstill. After twenty minutes, we had moved about 100 yards up the road, and were watching rivers of water flow down the road towards us.

After half an hour we had made it through the non-working traffic lights, past a road which was being pumped out by two fire engines, and passed a raging torrent at least 1 ft deep.

At the top of the road where I had hoped we could turn left, that road was closed to, and so we chose another direction. After about 200 yards the traffic slowed to a crawl again - and this particular stretch of road to get anywhere, was 4 miles long. There was no traffic on the opposite side of the road.

50 minutes after we left the office, we came upon the reason there was no traffic - The A77 flooded and two cars stuck in the water, and three miles of traffic behind them. One line of traffic on the opposite side southbound, trying to squeeze past the emergency vehicles and the puddles.

At the next roundabout Traffic was being stopped from continuing on the A77, and diverted cross country, or back the way they had come - southbound on A77. Thankfully, a policeman was controlling the flow, and once we were through there, we were able to reach J's house quickly without further event.

After I left her, I traveled northbound again to go home, past the airport and past the entrance to the office - the traffic was still two deep, crawling along, the dual carriage way which I would normally take, was closed off and i took the scenic route home.

So an hour and twenty minutes after I left work I got home....

Guess who's going up a hill tomorrow?