Blimey what a week. Water, water everywhere.
Tuesday morning I went for a slow jog round the racecourse and got stopped by the water coming on to the track from the river. So I nipped round to New Road, no water on there at 9am. At noon they’re clearing the decks and by 2pm there’s three feet of water on there, and it kept on coming up.
Never seen anything like it.
Wednesday morning, 5am, I get a call to say the main road at Powick is flooded.
Now this has to be a mistake as that road last flooded when Noah was a carpenter in Welland.
It turns out it is flooded, so I legged it in to work and then back out to do some stuff for the flooded folks, and blimey what a mess in some of those houses.
Well done to the gaffer at the Red Lion for taking them in when they got evacuated, literally within minutes of getting a warning.
We then hear the sad news of the death of Eric Dickinson in the floods, and although I didn’t know Eric well, he was someone I had met and we can only feel sorry for his family at such a sad time.
Of course New Road has been abandoned and it’s off to Kidderminster tonight and Sunday and then to Himley next week, so it’s Worcestershire on tour, as it were.
Both Fergus Cameron at the racecourse and Mark Newton at the cricket club put it all into perspective, though.
It is, after all, just sport and when people are losing loved ones, property and the like, it puts sport some way down the list of important things in life.
It’s funny, but while in the floods at Powick last week I bumped into an old mate, Wally.
Now I hadn’t seen him for ages, but only the week before I was having a tidy round, as you do, and found some old pictures and there was Wally on one of the pictures of our old skittles team.
They are great photos, and I can spend hours looking through them.
Where was that taken? Who was he/she? Why did I take that picture? Should I have put some clothes on?... and so on.
Good night at the rugby club last week with the awards presentation.
What a change to what is normally the training ventre.
It looked like Las Vegas or Hollywood, not that I have been to either, but I have seen the pictures.
Talking of pictures, guess what there was in the bottom of the box of photos?
l Dave Bradley is the BBC Hereford & Worcester sports correspondent