Mist floods the valley
The world’s gone topsy-turvy.
The sea has found its way into our valley.
It has flooded the gulf between us and the mountain opposite.
The town has gone; the road and the railway.
We will need a boat.
Even so I don’t relish the prospect of sallying forth across that torrent.
Best to check our stores and see how long we can survive where we are.
