Am in bed with strep, our vehicles broke down today, there are two storms on a beeline for us, and everyone on the island is stampeding to empty the stores of toilet paper and batteries. We are filling a bucket with a hose. Never fear: we have more oil lamps and candles than living creatures in this house, and that is saying something. And we will save on provision, because I’ve stopped eating.
So there you go.
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