Who was it who wished for a shower or two?

Kate Livingstone
Kate Livingstone

Problems, problems, problems.

If it’s not one thing, it’s another.

We had got to the stage when we really did take the hot weather for granted.

My work colleagues filled their desks with hand-held fans, large bottles of water, freshly cut pineapple chunks, and several forms of sun protection.

We were even starting to moan about how stuffy it was at night.

“When will it ever rain?,” a silly office junior said one day.

Well, it did.

We’ve gone from round-the-clock sunshine to biblical downpours.

Now, my heart goes out to those people caught up in floods, with some suffering damage to their homes and businesses.

Flooding terrifies me, always has.

Our recent spate of flooding really makes you think about what you would reach for if water was rapidly turning your home into a swimming pool.

I know of a few people who grabbed some items and retreated upstairs to wait for some help or for the rain to abate.

It got me thinking about what I would salvage if my home was in peril.

Would I make a beeline for items with monetary value or those with more sentimental worth?

There’s irreplaceable photographs of my children just minutes old, there’s the tiny bracelets they wore round their wrists and ankles, naming them Baby Livingstone.

Then again, there’s expensive jewellery I’ve acquired over the years, my own bejewelled nest egg for a another rainy day.

Or should you be practical and grab clothes, matches, water and chocolate?

I remember a wee boy in my son’s school who wore his father’s giant shoes to class the day after his home was destroyed by fire.

What about keys, your purse, your passport, your credit cards? The things you have with you every day and can’t leave home without.

I suppose we fortunate people can but imagine the agonies people go through in such a crisis, and all we can do is help when they need us.