"I would give all my fame for a pot of ale and safety."*
Tambo and I are finally home. Power was restored late Monday afternoon. Even with the heat cranked to 11, the house still feels as cold as a crypt. We are not even going to dare open the fridge till tomorrow, who knows what horrors await us after 4 days with no power. Our front room is littered with the debris of our uprooted lives. I love my shop, but lets face facts. The Abbey is an ancient industrial warehouse afterall and spending the better part of a week in your workshop can get pretty tiresome.

Damn am I glad to be home.

I can't be too relieved, there are still folks in the dark who are waiting to return home too. My heart goes out to ya.


*Shakespeare, Henry V