I was very happy this morning as I had finished my exercise and washed the floor before 8.30am. I plugged in the kettle but it wouldn't work. I've had it fixed three times by grandpa across the road so I decided to heat water for tea in the microwave. I put the bread in the toaster but it too wasn't working. "Well, I suppose I can go across the road with two gadgets instead of one." When I went to the fridge - no light - the power was off yet again. So no toast and no tea for breakfast.
What to do? Everything in the house depends on electricity. Thornin phoned to say their power was off at 6.30am. They are lucky as they cook in the restaurant using propane and charcoal so they can still treat their customers to breakfast. I have a book I can read but it's on my iPad and I was worried about the battery dying; the same with my phone.
I decided I might just as well sit on the balcony, relax and watch the world go by. At 12.30pm the young men came for English class. Well, Srun did; I think Phearak came to sleep. He even got up and went to wash his face as he couldn't stay awake. He'd had seven hours of sleep so it wasn't as if he'd been burning the candle at both ends. I had some "Boost" tablets, left by the dental group, so I popped one in a glass and I told him he'd be full of vim and vigour. He looked doubtful. He's always sleepy but today he was beyond being sleepy. I kid with him that he shouldn't eat lunch before class as he always eats a meat based lunch.
The power came back on around 1pm so now the fan is whirring away.
I heard on the news today about the plane that was supposed to fly from London to Dusseldorf but ended up in Edinburgh by mistake. It's all to do with the flight plan given to the pilots. It almost seems that they don't know where they are going but depend on this plan. Apparently, it was a plan from the day before. It reminded me of a flight I took to Thunder Bay a couple of years ago. Officially, it had a stop over in Winnipeg but my boarding passes mentioned Saskatoon. On the tarmac in Edmonton there were three planes going to various places and we were told to go to the one we needed to take. I boarded the flight and the stewardess looked at my boarding passes and said I was on the wrong plane. "This flight is for Winnipeg," she said. I told her I was going to Winnipeg via Saskatoon. She had to check with the pilot before she'd let me on board. So it seems to me that only the passengers really know where they are going.
It's amazing what the lack of power can do to a person's life. At the moment my life seems to have gone into a state of hibernation with very little happening. I did have 20 minutes of excitement in the evening when I went to the shop to buy some supplies. On a whim I bought some McVitie chocolate whole wheat biscuits. I made a cup of tea and sat down with the package to devour them one by one. It didn't work. I hadn't realised that the shop also had a power cut and so the chocolate had melted and the biscuits were stuck together in one big clump. I still nibbled away.
