Remember what happened last weekend. A quiet and pleasant time in Buxton, and before you know it, a few days later the roof falls in. Whooda thunk it. Out of a clear sky, and all that - although, in truth, the local breeze was making the rain fall horizontally.
So my advice: be careful, very careful, who you talk to; look out for guys furtively whispering. If someone approaches you, asking "have you heard....?", give them the latest footie score and move on.
Tread carefully; keep your eyes wide; avoid strangers. And go to bed early.
That way we may yet survive
