The bloody signal on these phones is crap. Every few miles it just drops out!
Things on the train are OK. We’ve no water left in any of the toilets, so we’re flushing with big bottles of water. The waste goes right onto the track, so we’ve found we’ve got to move because the stench becomes quite unbearable…
Fran has lost a lot of weight, and while she is still being sick, it’s less often and less violent. Beth is trying her best to comfort her, but she has also hardly spoken a word since Harry was taken. It seems just like yesterday, it’s so fresh in my mind, I can’t imagine what it must be like for Fran.
Our plan is to venture back towards Shrewsbury in the next week or so, see what’s what out there…