I’ve watched Contagion. I’ve lived through six weeks of Coronavirus lockdown. I’ve seen the shelves stripped bare of toilet paper and noodles. I know what’s coming for us!
Kidding, sorta…but I’m gradually coming around to the view that some sort of large-scale catastrophe is heading our way. Of the ‘if it’s not this it’s that, and if it’s not that, it’s the other’ variety. If it’s not a REAL pandemic (by which I mean, something more like the medieval sweating sickness, or bubonic plague), then it’s war with China. If not war with China, then it’s climate change, drought, the collapse of our food supply system, hoarding and looting…and if not that, the Great Depression Mark 2. There are numerous other candidates – soil degradation, bee extinction, running out of water, you name it. SOMETHING is gonna hit us.
So since I live on a big block of relatively isolated land, I’ve been thinking about what I can do to make it disaster proof. I’m pretty skint, so that puts monster water tanks and impregnable fire-proof bunkers out of the ball park for the moment, but I can do veges. I’ve been planting salad stuff, which means I haven’t had to buy it for ages, but what I’m going to need is carbs – potatoes, turnips, all that kind of stuff – and variety. I guess some chickens wouldn’t go astray…well, the problem with chickens is that they probably would.
I’ve noticed that if you don’t go to the shops much, you work out what will feed you cheaply for a long time, and really, you don’t need much. Any kind of pulses, for instance – a handful makes a huge difference to any meal, and dried pulses last for ages if you can keep the moths out. Flour – you can make bread (which I do, when I feel like it), biscuits, rissoles, muffins…none of which I routinely eat,, but I could. Oil. If you’ve got these things, you can survive. (And stock cubes, of course. With stock cubes you can LIVE!)
Well, maybe I’m going nuts. At least I haven’t applied for a gun licence yet…
Here’s my possum Edgar. I’m training him to attack intruders instead.