The story so far….the whole of the UK has been without electricity since early October. There is mayhem and death in the cities, but in the countryside, people are working together and Sandra is keeping a diary recording her determination to help her family to survive, especially now that her future daughter-in-law Anna is pregnant…..
Sunday, December 15
On our way home from church today, after hearing the banns read for the second time, we bumped into Mick, our publican. He said his stocks are running very low, even though he is only open on Saturdays now. But he says he has no objection to using the pub as a meeting place once a week, as it is in the centre of the village, so long as he can be supplied with wood for the fires. Martin and Stephen promised to take a barrow of logs and kindling along early next week, as we have wood to spare.
Jane and Anna were keen to get home to carry on sewing, so we sent them on ahead with Stephen. That meant Martin and I could ask Mick if there was any more news from Guildford or elsewhere. Mick said the village plans to send a search party to the town to see for themselves. The Parish Council has been talking to local farmers, the Scouts and the Rangers on the common and a group of the ablest and fittest plans to set out during the week. They will travel in a Land Rover and all have shotguns.
We talked about it all the way home. Is it wise I wonder, if there is bedlam in the town, to advertise the fact that we still have petrol and supplies in this area? Martin thinks it’s important to determine how vulnerable we are out here and that requires reconnaissance. He then started talking about strategic planning and preliminary surveys, so I could tell he wishes he was younger and could go with them.
When we got home he vented his frustration on the pheasants in the field, so now we have more for the pot. And I collected two brown eggs after throwing the hens some vegetable peelings boiled up with a little of the acorn husks.