2010 - The Epic of Jansenish

A long time ago, in a village far away, there lived an unassuming family, in a cute little market town, in a lucky country, on a blessed planet around a stable yellow dwarf with a few years left to go, which they all called The Sun - though apparently being English they never got around to seeing. 
The Jansens were fortunate, but they didn't know it, because of course they were English, and the English are all trying to get out and immigrate to New Zealand. It should be noted that while trying to escape these shores they are trying to prevent vacuum fillers coming in.
Well, back to the family.
They were known as the Jansens, and since they were in England but the old man had a New Zealand passport, it was assumed they were on the run - because I mean who would live here. Or so the old man of the house was often challenged by the locals.
But no, believe it or not happiness was to be found in the middle of this land of snow and rain and bombs flying overhead (true story broke worldwide 25 Oct).
Much happiness indeed.
I am the old man of that family, and I want to tell a story of the ordinary and the intricate ways on our happy lot.