I have a twelve pound lump hammer that could decapitate ANYONE with a decent swing downstairs, and I feel fine.

I have me, my Shrub and my Byron here with me. That's all the really important people accounted for. Everyone else better watch out for my mighty hammer-swinging arm of doom. My organic box came this morning, and the fridge and freezer are pretty full. Tesco's and Sainsbury's are both ripe for the looting in easy yomping distance. I'm settled for the long haul, I think.