Farewell PM9

In the South African countryside, they have stopped selling PM9 9V batteries. This means that my parents-in-law's radio is dead. One needs to imagine a vast, desolate plateau, now with only the sounds of hunting dogs, frogs, bird calls, and crickets. Yesterday I bought some parts in Cape Town to hook up the radio to solar power. Wife E called her mother this morning to tell her that I had them. Her mother's response: "When are you coming?" OBSERVATION: Sounds like a situation of desperation. One often finds my parents-in-law perched on the edge of their seats listening to the radio.