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I’ll never forget the 1987 hurricane. I was woken by the sound of a howling wind and the banging of the attic door.
Terrified, I went to turn on the light, but the electricity was off. I was convinced a nuclear bomb had been detonated… But at least I was safe in my flat, unlike Kerin who was being thrown around in a caravan. Somehow he emerged unscathed. Find out who was watching his back on p44.
Mary Bryce, Editor