In the drive towards Kherson’s riverbanks, you realise the Dnipro river comes to you. Ahead, rooftops protrude above its brown, cloudy floodwaters.

To the right is the roof of a small truck. Occasionally a small rescue boat weaves through the submerged streets to pull people trapped in their homes.

We meet Viktoria, who’s worried about her neighbours who live towards what is now a watery horizon. Both she and the authorities here are worried the water levels could rise even further.

During my last visit to Kherson at the end of last year, there seemed to be an enduring optimism after the city escaped Russian occupation.

That’s even with the daily shelling this city faced, and still does. However, from listening to Viktoria and her friends, that morale is lower. People here have had enough.