of her daughter's tiny flat in a block that was badly damaged three days ago. "look," she says, "a fragment of a rocket." luckily, everyone was safe in the shelter. and in the kitchen, olena says the fridge, the microwave, the extractor, it's all gone. and there's another piece of rocket in the ceiling. even the shopping was burnt. "my daughter and her husband are newlyweds, we'll get through this." translation: it's bad, very bad. the russians are supposed to be our closest people. i never expected they could do this to us. we never wanted the war. the neighbour, mikola, came to fix the door the firefighters kicked in. he's been arguing on the phone with his wife's cousin in saint petersburg, who he's known for 50 years.