Nottingham Floods Of Long Ago

J Joyce Hemsley
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Our defences were down in 1947. Drastic floods were here to haunt us and plague our countryside; towns and cities had lost the fight to hold back the rising tide. As we entered the twenty-first century we could have been more aware and taken heed from bygone times when people lived through despair. In the severe winter of 'forty-seven' the Trent let Nottingham down... waters stretched for miles and miles marooning houses ~ flooding the town. The river had reached its highest point, animals were lost and deserted, lifeboats were manned to give people help as scouts and volunteers were alerted. Looking down from top floor windows the flood waters reflected the moon, this gave a slight feeling of mystery to relieve the depression and gloom. At vital points along the Embankment river 'width and depth' was increased; sluices and channels were then set in place and the worst of the flooding ceased. Soon after, in the year two-thousand we were in the midst of a real-life flood, but the Trent was taking a back seat then as York and Gloucester slid into the mud.

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