We have had one of the worst floods in memory, not just my memory or my DH's, but also the worst my MIL can remember and she is 85! I didn't see all the rain, apparently 4 inches in 24 hours, because I was in London at a conference. I did suffer from it though as my train north from Euston station was going to be halted at Preston, so I had to go to Kings Cross and get the Newcastle train. Yes, I was back in Newcastle last night! I got a connection to Carlisle from there and DH collected me from the station.
This morning we are pretty much cut off. DH went to work in the tractor and it took him an hour and half, because of all the detours and back roads he had to take to do what would normally be a 10 minute journey. The college where I work had it's boiler room flooded yesterday so it is closed and I am working from home, I couldn't have got in to work anyway. Only so much I can do as I don't have my files here.
Here is the Cheese Factory where DH works, looks like it is marooned in the middle of an ocean!
This last picture is taken from beside the house, that pond only appears when there is a flood and this time it stretches nearly to the fence of the next field. Fortunately, the house sits a bit higher than the water level. We have heard that some people in the village have had their houses flooded.