My other half is the most rational, calm and sensible person you could ever meet. A consultant physician, a national Karate champion and a Buddhist. So when she came home the other day saying she had ordered items for a ‘survival pack’ having heard what P*tin is up to in Eastern Europe, I was bemused I assured her that I’d want to die after a day without a hot shower and my various moisturiser creams and that she should just leave me behind should the ‘red button’ be pressed. To my chagrin, she too readily agreed to that course of action.
The items arrived yesterday: a space blanket poncho, water sterilising tablets, a tiny Swiss army knife and a plastic whistle No silver escargot fork, no manicure set, nothing practical at all. But it became good fun to plan what I would put in a small back pack for say four days survival ‘on the road’. I’m not talking wilderness survival, but travelling, by car, to an emergency centre, perhaps through a remote part of a temperate countryside so including a few reasonable unplanned eventualities. Any suggestions? I already have a large hunting knife
The items arrived yesterday: a space blanket poncho, water sterilising tablets, a tiny Swiss army knife and a plastic whistle No silver escargot fork, no manicure set, nothing practical at all. But it became good fun to plan what I would put in a small back pack for say four days survival ‘on the road’. I’m not talking wilderness survival, but travelling, by car, to an emergency centre, perhaps through a remote part of a temperate countryside so including a few reasonable unplanned eventualities. Any suggestions? I already have a large hunting knife