Back in the eighties me and my brother awoke to a hurricane that had hit Britain. We’d never seen the like and, this being the eighties, we just assumed nuclear war was occurring.

I was terrified and then I was weirdly elated. I realised I had survived the nuclear exchange and now I would grow up in a post-apocalyptic wasteland. I would grow up to be Mad Max!

But it was just a hurricane.

And I still had to go to school.