News of the flooding on the Somerset Levels coinciding with my father’s death brought many thoughts rumbling together. Pa’s tales of his marching beneath the Queen’s bedroom window while on duty patrolling the palace and the Coldstream Guards attending his funeral; Colliding, with warm memories of living, working and walking beside the Parrett and Tone, the floods when we waded in Wellington boots, and now, the devastation because aspects along the rivers remained unattended.
The idea for a patrolling guard ColdStream’r fully kited out for action in a proactive approach to river management was soon down on paper and duly waiting for the next stages of development.
Artist impression of above water details
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