I live in Cornwall. Ask the people of Boscastle if it ever rains in Cornwall. You may have seen, on the news, cars and caravans floating on a ten-foot wave of water down the main street and into the sea. That was three days ago. The clean-up operation will take months if not years. Before the flood it was one of the prettiest and most visited villages in Cornwall.
But where is the red flag? Why is it not flying from the tower? And what about the servants — do you have them sing the "Red Flag" and read Mao's little red book each day? (I trust that you don't let them get too bolshie about things like that!)
My heart goes out to the folk in Boscastle. My wife and I have spent the first two weeks in August in Cornwall for the last fifteen years. My wife and daughter had some time out together in Boscastle the week before the flood errupted.
We decided to take an extra four days time out on our own to Paris this week. We were sitting in the Eurostar waiting rooms and caught sight of the newspaper headlines that had Boscastle all over it. We were quite horrified to see the devastation. My wife was able to pinpoint shops that they had visited, walls that they sat on which no longer exist, the car park that was flooded, and so on. Neither of us could believe what had happened.
I do hope that the town recovers, and that nobody is found to have been killed.