It might be time to buy an auxiliary hot water bottle, because the forecast is nasty, nasty, Nasty. I don't what more I can do to be a survivalist; I've been hunkering down and using up all the tired and lame food in the house for pickles, spreads and baking. Perhaps I will just have to knit?
Anyway, I hope you all have your tinned food, because I ain't sharing mine. I'll shoot you all as soon as you get near the porch. My aim is pretty good, even allowing for the rocking chair.
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