This unpleasant lady had not become any more friendly - less so, in fact! All that Katie was aware of, by this time, was the unremitting daily struggl... for survival. She was surprising herself more and more at just how good a survivor she was turning out to be!The Captain spent much of his day in an upstairs room, photographing Miss O'Brien's daily life from behind a one-way window. On the fifth day of non-stop rain he had the photo session of a lifetime! The incessant downpour meant that poor. One day I found a website called ‘chathour’ where you can chat with strangers. I used to ping many girls’ profiles but none cared to reply. One day I got a reply from a girl account. I was happy to at least with someone. We started chatting.Chandu: helloSweety: hi Chandu: how u doing?Sweety: I’m doing good. How abt youChandu: I’m good too…Sweety: people ping for only sex chat hereChandu: yeah, I get messages from gays sometimesSweety: hahaChandu: what’s your name?Sweety: Shruti… Yours?Chandu:. There are some that YOU haven’t seen and I haven’t seen, and we need to see them together...”“So let’s plan.” ‘Plan’ in this case meant a mental inventory of what non-perishables were on board, what perishables we might bring, and the time we’d stay gone.“We’re not Columbus sailing for the Indies,” Josh laughs. “We dock the boat near a road, take the scooters to the grocery store, come back with fresh stuff.”That’s what he was doing the day he met me – going for groceries. I totally derailed. That made the next development even worse.It was market day at the end of October and the weather was still quite mild. I had lifted the last of the spuds and built a second clamp to keep them frost-free during the winter. We still had a small surplus and I suggested that Kelly try to barter them for some 'luxury' foods, to brighten the winter up. I had some forgery detectors to deliver so I left her at the market with my bike and trailer, and took hers. Kirsty wanted to come with me so I set.