I'd just started out in IT, as an operator (IBM 3090/400 and an IBM 3081/KX running MVS as a "preferred guest" under VM, for the geeks out there).
I was on nights, on the night of "the storm" (or, as we northerners knew it, "the bit of a breeze"). We heard all the news reports as we worked overnight.
The next morning, someone on telly said something along the lines of "don't be too smug, those of you in the North, it's headed your way later".
That evening, I walked down Lime Street on my way to work that night's shift. There was a fresh breeze. And that was it.
I bought my first house in 1987, too, a 3-bed semi for less than half of the cost of the extension I'm currently having built.