This silly voice of mine is letting me down again - I had about 24 hours of 'cold' and extensive use of tissues, but today I've woken much clearer in the head but still (normal) voiceless.
I've also woken to the news of the 6th and 4th strongest earthquakes overnight, at home. And that renders me a bit speechless too. I expect that has nicely set everything "back" and the main topic over Christmas Dinner in Christchurch at least, will be relief that Santa still managed to get his sleigh to touch down. I hope "my" pilot will be equally capable on 31st.
Meanwhile, I'm looking at my suitcase and its contents with some doubt. I'm glad it's expandable (like my waistband) but you can't help wondering ... and 6 days ahead is a bit too early (in my book at least) to start trying to make it fit.
I'll be back on the 31st - ready to do my share of spadework again ... and I'd already got my head around portaloos and chemical toilets, with the news that "they" were scheduled to dig up our road and sort out the water and sewers, anyway.
Take care out there, you Cantabrians ... and happy Christmas to all.
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