Deja vu

I spent an hour on the phone getting my broadband back, and then the power went out. It's back, now, but I don't entirely trust it and am going to go to sleep rather than boot up my long-suffering computer again.

So. Two large aftershocks yesterday, a 5.7 and a 6.3, and then another 80 or so aftershocks since (I think 78 in the first 24 hours). More damage, more building closures and collapses, more injuries and one death. I have more breakages (all my bread and butter plates, most of my remaining glassware, but only one jar of artichokes because I learnt from experience and stuck all my food in glass containers on the lowest shelf of the kitchen) and leaks in the bathroom, but at least the latter is now my landlord's problem and there is a plumber coming tomorrow. Boiling water again.

The church near my house (the one I am not living in) is a lot more damaged, and part of it is resting on one of the other houses in my complex. I don't know what damage there is inside, as everything is still red-stickered. It's tiring, and it's frustrating.

Thanks to all of you for your comments and well-wishes. I do hope to have some more cheerful (or at least less quakeful) updates soon.