Here to attest:
We survived Doomsday and lived to tell the tale.
What a boring story.
Nothing happened.
Except the usual school-run, screaming kids, and tiredness.
But we did get wood.
Lots of wood.
For cozy fires when the kids have gone off to sleep.
Now to only fill the cellar with wine, and the picture will be complete.
Oh for the simple life.
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