There have always been floods in the fields around Stony Stratford though it’s nothing like the bad old days – even if the official Environment Agency signs by the flood gates on the Ouse have spelt it Stoney for at least 5 years – and this was nothing like 2007. (Actually flood gates is a bit dramatic: according to the same sign it’s only a sluice – this info added this sunny Saturday morning on Cup final day). I know it’s hardly Tewksbury but nevertheless it’s still a surprise to find parts of all of one’s regular perambulations under water and impossible (as an – ahem – mature adult) to contemplate continuing on without wellingtons. Things change so quickly. Hence, the tranquil scene at the weir near the old Wolverton Mill, that was no more than a trickle not so long ago, at the end of last week:
And on Monday, aswirl, it’s Weir? What weir?
And Tuesday it’s back again:
So much water, here and gone again. You wonder if the mallard nesting in the tree, the Noah among ducks mentioned in a recent post, knew something. Certainly it would appear the oystercatchers nesting on an islet in the nature reserve chose their spot well.
Meanwhile, indoors, another barnstorming performance from MK poet Mark Niel last week at a charity gig at the University Centre in MK to celebrate the launch of his new career as a professional poet – which must be good to have on your passport – and his Somewhere south of normal CD. Billing himself as a ‘stand up poet’ these days and energetic as ever – though he started with a tie on last Thursday – he’s a phenomenon to behold, close to overdoing the over-wrought maybe at times, but very funny and not without the odd more traditional poetic moment. He finished with what is now known as “that poem” – a love song to his audience – and you’re getting no spoilers from me on that one. It’s wisely absent from the CD, which still gives a good representation of his work. Mark maintains a website – A Kick up the Arts – and a blog (from which this picture is lifted), both with plenty of examples of his work. May he prosper.