I've watched in horror at the reports coming in from the world via wwo the last few weeks. The US seems to be falling apart so fast, with all the shootings and riots and blackouts. It's been so much quieter in the UK that I assumed we were ok, that it wasn't as bad. I made a mistake.

Last week I mentioned how Bristol's power is guaranteed by the nuclear power station, for the next year anyway. That's still true and more and more wind turbines are being rushed into service across the severn river in the Welsh hills. Power is still iffy to supply as much as before, but it's not awful.

Over the last few days, however, it's becoming clear what our country's major threat in this crisis is: Food. There's nowhere near enough food on this island to feed everyone. The news keeps talking about how we're a lot more population dense than the US and there's going to have to be a massive rethink if we're to feed the 60 million people that call Great Britain their home.

We can still get food but the stuff being imported is getting more and more expensive. When it was just exotic fruit it wasn't so bad but things like rice and pasta is also mostly imported and more and more gaps are appearing in Tesco's stock. I worry that if the UK collapses, it will be because we ran out of food.

And though Iraq has been such an awful debacle, the oil there could be a great thing in the crisis, right? Wrong. Things like that make me glad that Brown has started removing troops.

Bigger news. due to the US standoff with Iran and the massive amounts of tension in the Gulf, Uncle Andy's not been able to get home again.

We moved out of our old house and into Greg's pretty quickly and mum cancelled our bills and stuff. Greg's house is about the same size as our old one so a lot of stuff is going to end up being freecycled. Mum looks a lot happier - I'm not sure if it's being openly with greg or the lifting of the stress all this money worry's been causing. The bad side is I have to bunk with David now and he's a moody 12 year old that wants to play video games all the time. What with Mum trying to force him to cut down on electricity, he's not happy.

The weird thing is, even though mum's all stressed about conservation and greg works in solar panels, he doesn't seem that bothered about the environment. He leaves everything on. His car is a big fat Saab. He's a tory for crying out loud! I miss my dad. He might be a waster but at least he's honest about it.

Still no word from wwo_mitchtrix. I hope he's ok. The journey from Milton Keynes to Anglesey is a long one and with the roads the way they are... Hope everything's alright.



[author note: wednesday, week 14]