This isn't Sapphire, by the way.
(Hey, 'Phire dearest, I finally managed to hack your account. I win. You owe me that virtual five quid.)
It's five in the morn and my bunkmates are lazy slobs who sleep too much. Ergo, I have nothing to do, ergo, thought I'd check up on you all. All alive? Sanctuary hasn't been bombed yet? No? Shame.
Oh yeah, Happy Easter and all that.
Take care and see ya,
Alex
