I had a bed delivered on that day. I didn’t think they’d be able to get through. In the end they had to wade through.

I live in Carlton Avenue. I had the day off work and hadn’t got a lot planned which is just as well. Even though Reynoldson Street was ok I couldn’t get into Newland Avenue.

All these people were wandering round in disbelief. The kids were wading in water having a whale of a time.

I bet everyone was worried about what could happen. I knew something was wrong as soon as I tried to get down to Newland Avenue. I knew all the businesses would be affected.

Pocklington where daughter lives was pretty bad as well. I was texting friends and family around the area. Somebody I work with had their flat flooded. For the rest of the night I was stuck to the TV looking at the images coming through. Looking at the forecast in particular.

Down Reynoldson Street there were quite a few sandbags outside. It was flooded close to newland and I had to wade through. I didn’t have wellies so I put plastic bags around my legs. It was up to my knees in certain places.

It’s obviously a day I’ll never forget.

Where I was no one was affected. Most people were just wandering around. Kids just splashing around having a fantastic time.

I noticed a lot of mildew in the kitchen and living room. But there wasn’t a lot of damage.

I come from one of the wettest places in Europe – Bergen in Norway. My ex-husband used to say, if a shower starts in September, it’ll be finished in January. It doesn’t flood much though. It’s a very different kind of landscape.

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