Dear Diary,

We spent the whole of yesterday scavenging for another wheel for the generator. The cable snapped and then the whole thing toppled over and went down the stream into my neighbour’s garden, and they put up an electric fence because I was a teenager and they’re neurotic middle class people from Kent.
It’s all going downhill. The storms keep coming and coming. It chased one girl with her baby down our street until they were both blackened.
I’m sorted. God is taking his revenge. Last night I made everyone pray because I don’t want anyone to die, not even Angela.

-Jess