Yeuch! Rain! Hail!

I can report that laurel, even a laurel that was once, perhaps fifty years ago, part of a hedge, but is now well on the way to becoming a Forest Giant, is  no match for a sudden hailstorm, and that one wall and no roof does, as Sam observed, not make a house.   I thought the huge thunderstorm last night had temporarily exhausted the malice of the weather, but no such luck.

Elderly slave disposal services in the late second century

Average lifespan for people who made it to the age of 10 was 47.5 years.   Say you have a slave who is 45, and is therefore, presumably, something of a banger.

Suppose you are a bit of a bastard and also a tightwad, and  would prefer not to keep spending money on food, accommodation etc for a slave who was frankly always a bit of a lemon.

You aren't allowed to kill them, Hadrian outlawed that.   Your slave has no marketable value.

What do you do?