Lares and Penates

... and to finish the story below ...

The following day there was a knock on the door, and a colleague from work (a rural college) was standing there. She said I looked rougher than she had thought, and then told me that she and the staff at the college had gone to the catering department and asked the students to prepare us some 'stuff' as I'd been off ill for almost a week. She then proceeded to unload *trays* and *trays* and *trays* of food and drink at my door!!! I even took a photograph! We certainly thanked the 'spirits of the larder' for looking after us, but I should get used to how definately a magickal life works.