Watching the news, I'll say this for us. When the chips are down us British certainly know how to pull together. And our emergency services are nothing short of fantastic.
We've had our eyes and ears glued to weather reports today. Even though we're surrounded by flooded areas I can't see any problems for us here at Number 38, but Betws y Coed is another matter.
The main road we were going to take was flooded last night so already we're choosing other routes just in case. The biggest problem though is the road in and out of the village which keeps flooding. Although it's open at the moment, the advice of the hotel is to keep monitoring the situation as it could change at any time.
So, our plan of action is to take stock tomorrow morning and make our decision then. If we go, my contingency plan for the possibility of getting stranded is to take extra medication and underwear and a good dose of stoicism that we British do so very well!
Amy blended herself a smoothie this morning which tasted delicious.
And she bought these for me, so when Thomas went to play at his friends house this afternoon I indulged in a long hot shower.
I've been very naughty and eaten nothing that could be remotely classed as healthy today. Croissants, crackers and cheese, trifle, After Eight mints and Christmas Cake have been my menu of choice. But that's one of the best bits about Christmas, picking at the left overs.
I've packed for our break, positive thinking and all that, and I'm going to do the jigsaw border now. Yes, I know I said I wouldn't, but today has been one of those days that is never ending and I find myself sat here at 6pm, all done and dusted, waiting for Agatha Christie at 9pm.
So, I'm making the most of the time warp, (they don't happen very often at Number 38),and will spend the evening doing a bit of what I fancy.
If I don't post tomorrow you'll know we've set off. If I don't post on Wednesday you'll know we're stranded in Betws y Coed and I'll be wearing my emergency knickers!