We stepped carefully through mud covering the roads, houses had sand bags across their doors, gates, driveways, but still the water had seeped inside. “The fields were rushes of floodwater, look,” a man pointed, “all the lovely topsoil wasted, on the road, in the river, into the sea, gone!” Various people were wheeling barrow loads of apples towards the Perry family’s farm where three men and two women of various ages and two infants were busy collecting as many apples as the