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For earlier Chapters and an explanation of this dreadful story, see lindakentartist’s blog: The Cardiff Grandma. WARNING: This novel contains fake Welsh. Further warning – posted by co-author in absence of co-author.
Previously- Who is the strange Anser Damiou, and why doesn't he say much? Meanwhile a priceless vase is needlessly broken whilst, never one to miss an opportunity to pass out, Wolfcastle indulges in a fit of fainting. Now read on..

Chapter 45

Down and down and down they went, further under the ground, below the oddly named abode that was 21.57. The spiral staircase seemed to drill into the ground beneath them as they descended. The only light available came from the glow of her mobile phone, the flickering flame of the disposable lighter held up by the Bangladeshi and the ever present glint in his eye. Occasionally the claustrophobic shaft that contained the stairs would open up to reveal what might have been vast caves of some sort. At first these seemed to be empty spaces full to the brim of empty space. There wasn’t time to really look as he was urging her onwards, downwards. Gradually as they traveled down the steps the spaces they encountered caves that were packed full of large wooden crates. Each crate, she guessed, would be about one metre wide, high and tall. A Cube in fact. Despite the lack of ambient light she was just able to pick out the word ‘CHINA’ stenciled on the side of one of the crates. Was this a reference to the boxes contents or did it refer to a destination or point of origin? There was no time to dwell, the eager old man implored her to go ever further down with increasing excitement.

Things have been happening, mainly because I have made them happen - or at least because I have made things make other things happen! I am to move. To a place, a space, on my own. Far from a solitary life this will be a brilliant thing! For the first time I will truly get to live by myself! I cannot, but must, wait!

I can't help thinking this country (UK) has gone to the dogs...both of them!

Horrah!
I am here at last. Well, in fact I have been HERE all along but I have now extended the hereness of my position into the realms of the Inter-World-Wide-Cyber-Net-Web!

Now what?

Oh yes, Tea!