We Had A Shocking Interlude This Evening - Galit's Eye View Of The Proceedings

Galit warns you that the Peruvian mafia is on the rise, and caused a pogrom nearly tonight, by turning off all the lights in the Vancouver Region, and pogromming Mummy and me if our candle storage wasn't better than theirs was.  Hannukah was celebrated with a pathetic show of candles, I'll admit, said Mummy to herself, but at least we had candles burning at night in a safe place in the middle of the table of the kitchen, she said to herself, I'll emphasize again, she's not a show off, but she felt quite proud of herself tonight when she BELLOWED through the blinds, "WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?" when flashlights showed up on the window blinds, lighting up the night.  She did it just like Brigham.  He's the next Prime Minister.  He's the brother of my dreams, said Galit, if he keeps strangers away like that at night in a pogrom that never was and lashes out at them in English tones like the Court of Netherlands would, in polite English.