They seem to happen when there is a particularly FULL MOON which pulls the tides high, and when this is combined with strong winds the sea throws huge waves over the inadequate sea defences.
When I went to shop in Las Galletas one morning the sea was actually roaring as I parked my car, and the waves must have rached six or seven metres in height.
Another time we couldn’t reach Las Galletas at all – rain on Mount Teide raced downhill and competely washed away the road behind the garage ...
... then flooded the rough ground before pouring across the coast road and the beach and out to sea in a brown waterfall.
This young man lost his shoes and I watched as he hopped from one rough stepping-stone rock to another to get back home ...
... but this woman was determined to do her shopping. A small crowd watched her, and once she'd got safely through everyone removed their own FLIP-FLOPS and FOLLOWED her example!
It doesn't pay to ignore the power of water, though, and a FLASH FLOOD in the adjoining town took these vehicles by surprise.
The mother and baby in the white car were lucky that a bystander braved the torrent to rescue them.
FISH live in water, so here's a little FISHY POEM I wrote when my son was a boy.
brought him home and christened him Biggs.
the goldfish was free,
but John’s Mum had to buy
him a bowl, and some gravel and things.
Biggs lived in John’s bedroom, but he didn’t like
the noise, and the smell of old socks,
so they dug him a pond,
and used the spare soil
for a rockery with some big rocks.
In his pond Biggs began to feel lonely,
so Mum had to buy him some friends,
and fish-food and pond-weed –
this free fish had started
expenditure that never ends!
That's all for today FOLKS!
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