Home Alone Again

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Yet again, I am an abandoned female. My husband and my son have gone off on a walking weekend with some of the men from church and left me All Alone! How very dare they! Actually, things were going quite well. Once I settle down I don’t really mind being on my own. I’ve got all my transatlantic Christmas cards written (perhaps I’ll actually post them tomorrow!) and sent off my daughter’s advent calendar. (In her 30s, and she still wants an advent calendar!) Then, in the early hours of this morning, there was a power failure. If we didn’t have such an extrovert alarm system, I would possibly have slept through it, as it was at 4.30am and came back on at about 6.00am. However, the alarm gave one ring as it went off. I knew immediately what it was. Did I panic? Well, not much! Trouble is, with broadband, the contact you have with the outside world when the power goes down is via a mobile phone! In the old days the landline would have worked – not now. Worst of all, Rik does have a habit of finding new places to put things and then forgetting to tell me about them – and I couldn’t remember where the matches were. Everything was pitch black. The saving grace was that my tablets both give out a glow, and I had my Paperwhite under my pillow, so I could locate things in the immediate vicinity. Also, since the last power failure, I’ve kept a torch by my bed. I phoned up on my mobile to find out what the fault was – and to ensure that it wasn’t just my house – and ascertained that they expected it to be fixed soon. Then I tried to go back to sleep. I couldn’t. When it came back on, the first thing I did was to make myself a cup of tea! Oh, well, I’ve survived it, and hopefully there won’t be another until he comes back. How well are you prepared for interruptions to the power supply?