The river is munching its way into the farm. Every time its flow goes over about 200 cumecs, the water eats a bit more of the bank away. At least twice in the last 12 months we have experienced >1,000 cumecs, with a peak of 1,234 cumecs. 

I left the broom bushes there in the (mostly) vain hope that their roots would slow the erosion.

Fortuitously, the cavalry have arrived. Here, Tom is dropping off a few pebbles for use in stabilising the river bank. The work is timed to take advantage of the current low river levels - about normal for this time of year.