I live in the North. The proper north. We have bad weather on occasion; lesser Northerners may need to wear big coats when visiting. 

But, apparently, there’s a need to build (admittedly temporary) flood defences in town. 

Such an event may indicate that the North could be losing its resilience, its contra-southern-wussness. 

Or something more serious. This could be the kind of random freak event that happens once in a lifetime. But, of course, it isn’t once in a lifetime. 

So, perhaps, we need to think about the impact our mass consumption society is having on the planet. Alternatively, we could just pretend it isn’t happening. 

At the end of the day, I live on a big hill, so I’m ok.