Little Bridgey is away in the old country for the rest of the week, leaving me to fend for myself. So far my survival instincts have kept me alive so far. I've remembered to eat most days, and hopefully the cuts I've gotten from amateur fieldwork in a bramble patch will have healed by then (I set up a carrion trap to catch flesh flies :D). Last
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