The rain stopped and the wind swung round to the north. Word of the day: raw. A raw, crack-your-cheeks wind. But it's nice to see some sun - maybe we won't all develop rickets, after all. (No, it'll be scurvy, instead, now that the ports have been blockaded and our imports of fruit have been cut off... Relish those clementines while you can
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