I am afraid to go outside

I shall anchor myself with steel toed boots, a belt with a huge brass buckle, and lots of heavy jewellery.
Also: thanks to the one person who has discerned that "hell, yes" they will come and visit me in Central Lonsdale. I love you, mom. Kidding: her power is down. And she's long since been sufficiently horrified to stop reading my blog. Her words: "I don't need to know that".