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I loved this. It read like a novelisation of Keeping Up (Post Apocalyptic) Appearances. I felt that it conveyed a powerful message about the importance of maintaining structure, routine and the human connection of communication (albeit unanswered).

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That's a very nice way of looking at it thank you. In my mind it was more like EVERYTHING IS TRAGIC AND FUTILE. 😅

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Hahaha! Are you okay, Deaks? :'D. Should we send help?

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This is great. I love that he seems to not care (or hasn't processed?) that there are no people left to complain to. I bet that post box is chock full of his letters to the council. I thought he was turning into a zombie, but I suppose radiation sickness is just about the same thing.

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Thank you! Yeah this story was kinda inspired by the realisation that people often get stressed about small, petty things despite huge problems going on around them. So I took that to its extreme. I didn't think of the zombies angle but definitely see it now you’ve said it. Glad you enjoyed the story.

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I love the absurd pettiness about the whole thing, and the early hints that something isn't quite right.

There's such a sad loneliness about it, and the "What did mother always say? Worse things happen at sea." angle just highlights how, as well as not quite accepting all the facts of the apocalypse, he can't process it emotionally, and has probably never had the tools to process things properly.

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Loved the way it started off Alan Bennett and ended in a darker place.

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