On a couple of occasions just recently I have found myself going to search a document for a particular word or phrase by using Ctrl+f, only to realise that I am not on the computer but reading through an old book...
About an hour and a half ago the power went off, we were plunged into darkness, apart from a small string of battery operated fairly lights and the log burner. I discovered that my habit of walking through the house in the darkness of the night stood me in good stead, I was able to make my way through to the Boot Room and the pantry to gather up the battery lamp, candles, etc.
A quick scout around outside showed me that the rest of the village was also without electricity. The power company assured me that they were aware of the power cut and engineers were on the way. So we settled down to watch the flames flickering, listened to some old 50's/60's music and enjoyed the experience.
The longest night made extra dark, for a while. It makes you realise how much we depend upon electricity, how much of a habit it has become for the hand to reach for a light switch, or to flick the kettle on.
Baking day tomorrow so I hope we don't have any more outages.
