The lights are out, but everyone's home
"So I'll see you tomo...."
Czssshhhhhshshhhhzz
It took me a split second to realise that the phone was no longer working but making the horrible noise, it took a further split second to realise the lights were suddenly off in the street, and now my house and then there was silence...followed by a groan. I kid you not, as my room plunged into darkness the groan, like a mexican wave went up the street.
Ok, so now I was in total darkness, it was approximately 11pm and there was NO LIGHT. I daren't move from my bed to try to go downstairs- my stairs are not lit by emergency lighting and are notoriously steep and narrow- it would, I was sure, only end in me going arse over tit and lots of tears when I hit the wall at the bottom.
I edged along my bed towards the window as my eyes got accustomed to the dark, ferverently I reached out for my candles on the window sil, groping I grabbed one, and cursing myself for not having a torch that worked, I found the lighter I keep there. Once one was lit lighting the other two was easy. It was at that stage a light appeared at the top of my stairs.
"are you ok?" Mike enquired with a torch
"yes" I squeaked "I have just found my candles"
"ah, yes I thought it would be dark up here"
Walking around the house with my candle lantern was oddly romantic, as was the reading of 'A clockwork Orange' that mike treated us to in our living room. Then the hysteria and lack of eating for a second night in a row (I was paintballing with 'youfs' til 10pm) set in.
My body lights are a wonderful invention, and so I danced about the darkened house with them on. Nic told me I looked like a dancing christmas tree, and the wonderful video of this can be seen here! And yes, that is me, remarking in the middle of a powercut:
"aaagghh I can't see, it's dark!"
How intelligent!
Czssshhhhhshshhhhzz
It took me a split second to realise that the phone was no longer working but making the horrible noise, it took a further split second to realise the lights were suddenly off in the street, and now my house and then there was silence...followed by a groan. I kid you not, as my room plunged into darkness the groan, like a mexican wave went up the street.
Ok, so now I was in total darkness, it was approximately 11pm and there was NO LIGHT. I daren't move from my bed to try to go downstairs- my stairs are not lit by emergency lighting and are notoriously steep and narrow- it would, I was sure, only end in me going arse over tit and lots of tears when I hit the wall at the bottom.
I edged along my bed towards the window as my eyes got accustomed to the dark, ferverently I reached out for my candles on the window sil, groping I grabbed one, and cursing myself for not having a torch that worked, I found the lighter I keep there. Once one was lit lighting the other two was easy. It was at that stage a light appeared at the top of my stairs.
"are you ok?" Mike enquired with a torch
"yes" I squeaked "I have just found my candles"
"ah, yes I thought it would be dark up here"
Walking around the house with my candle lantern was oddly romantic, as was the reading of 'A clockwork Orange' that mike treated us to in our living room. Then the hysteria and lack of eating for a second night in a row (I was paintballing with 'youfs' til 10pm) set in.
My body lights are a wonderful invention, and so I danced about the darkened house with them on. Nic told me I looked like a dancing christmas tree, and the wonderful video of this can be seen here! And yes, that is me, remarking in the middle of a powercut:
"aaagghh I can't see, it's dark!"
How intelligent!
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