The bloody aftermath Trying to normalise things. Up after a few hours sleep and got to work cleaning blood from my house. Literally cleaning the blood from the walls. Amazing where it got. Even last thing at night having washed the blood from everywhere I could see, I picked up my book on Berlin 1945 just before I dropped to sleep to find blood on that too. Thanks to mum, I've discovered that salt is an incredibly effective agent for removing blood from fabric and so on. The sofa covers especially responded well to being soaked in salty water. Remo happened to have scheduled this week to do my shelves, so he was a solid and reassuring presence. Had my window replaced with toughened glass, by a man with so many cuts on his arms he was joking that he'd been asked if he goes in for self-harming. Remo is full of suggestions about how he can improve the safety of my house and prevent access over the garden wall. Discovered that my portfolio case had been taken as well as a bottle of...
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