Not funny, it's not funny

For there to be a power cut when I'm off sick. There I was lying in a comfortable position (and there aren't many of those) peacably watching the telly, when pooof, all the electrics go off.

Power cut. I don't remember one of those since about 1979. Grieved as I am to confess that I remember 1979 at all!

Seriously, I didn't realise how much one uses electricity for. Our house is quite dark, owing, in part to the wonderous decoration. Not. So I had to come downstairs from the bedroom in the pitch dark, illuminated only by the light seeping out from various ill-fitting doors. Not nice for someone who's not well cos she's just fallen down the stairs. But I needed the loo. And I couldn't go upstairs, cos there's a macerator, which runs off..... electricity!

Cup of tea? No. Can't boil the kettle, and reluctant to open the fridge in order to preserve what coolth there is in the fridge. Resorted to sesame snacks and hot ribena. And just to add insult to injury, I'd just boiled the water for the ribena when all the lights came on again. Hurumph.

And I've missed Judge Judy now. Bah.  ¶ 4:51 PM