Guardian: As a borderline hermit who lives on top of a hill, I've managed to avoid the worst of this spectacularly cack weather. I haven't been forced to travel to and from my home in council-assigned boats like the people of Somerset. I haven't watched in impotent horror as water has crept up through my floorboards like the people of the Thames Valley. I still have electricity, unlike much of Wales.
The worst thing to have happened to me is that the shortcut I take to the supermarket has got a bit slippy,...