Tuesday, June 26, 2007

You would have been suffering yet more pictures today, but unfortunately the electricity went off at 5.30 yesterday evening so I wasn’t able to download them. I know you’re gutted but I promise that I’ll upload tomorrow. Yes, O.K. that was probably more of a threat than a promise. But count your blessing, some people have to suffer a side show as well.

I can’t believe just how much I rely on electricity – I couldn't cook (a trip to the fish & chip shop for tea), I couldn't have a soak in the bath with my book, I couldn’t use the computer or play on the gamecube – awful that one, I’m half way through The legend of Zelda: the Four Swords Adventure. I refuse to buy the games when they are first released as you can pick them up for a faction of the cost 12 months later, but I’m a big Zelda fan, both gameboy and gamecube. Yes, well, some people never grow up - what can I say, I'm just young at heart.

I ended up going into work at 9.30 last night to boil a kettle so that Himself and my Dad could have a cup of tea. OK, I’ll admit I may have logged on to the computer whilst waiting for the kettle to boil, but someone just may have missed me. I doubt it of course, but I wouldn’t want them to worry or think they’d eventually got rid of me. No one is that lucky – I’ve told them all countless times that they are cursed.

I couldn’t even read a book, the light from the tealights wasn’t strong enough. Himself wanted to light the bigger candles that I brought for show and at nearly £9 a candle that is all they would ever be. Can you believe the man? You don’t pay that sort of money for candles to burn them.


I texted Pooks to tell her that I was cut off from the ouside world, that I had only one bar of power left on my mobile and 'I am just going outside and may be some time' just like Captain Oats. I then bequested her JJ and asked that she tell Scally that I was leaving her all my smut.

Totally wasted on her of course - being Irish her phone couldn't cope with the text, and she tried to blame me! Can you believe it? The woman hasn't got a technical bone in her body and only has to look at Blogger to break it. Bloody cheek - that's what eating too many puddings does for you, and she didn't even offer to share.

Anyway, the electric eventually came back on around 11 last night – just in time to go to bed.

10 comments:

Anonymous said...

I know your pains, when my computer didn't work I was only half a person. Therefore I have a notebook who nobody isn't allowed to touch than me.

Do you think the irish a strange? Sitting with my children watching tv first a english crime and than an austrian movie, we couldn't decide who's stranger the english or the austrians (wink)

sommer

Sue said...

I would have written in a note book, but it was that dark I couldn't find one. And we've a pen eating anteater in our house, so there are no pens to write with.

I think you'll find Sommer, that the Irish are the strangest. Not only strange but stroppy with it. Heaven help us all. They'll pick a fight with their own shadow if they can't find someone to argue with.

Sue

pooks said...

Excuse me but Sommer did not mention the Irish. Therefore we are not part of the equation. My phone does not say 'Pooks messed up.' It says 'message undeliverable' Now I admit that my computer use can be a bit, um..eccentric. My phone? An extension of my hand.

And I only had one slice of Aftereight dessert. Other folks ate all the rest and I did offer you the burnt offerings.

And there was me worried about you and sending you happy thoughts it being shopping night and all.

pooksx

pooks said...

The happy thoughts are obviously for tomorrow nights shopping - I'm having so much fun this week I sped through a whole day and thought it was Wed.
Px

Sue said...

First you cast aspirations on my texting abilities, then you scoff the pudding when offering me burnt items that can’t even be identified as edible and THEN you wish shopping on me a day early. Look if I’ve upset you, just tell me, don't hold back.

I mean, I know you're a little stressed but I'm your friend for goodness sakes.

I'm really starting to feel sorry for the interview panel - the poor buggers won't know what as hit them.

pooks said...

Wash your mouth out with soap. I expect a fully supportive mad house around me tomorrow and Thursday. Feeling sorry for that pack of *at this point we are having a break in the transmission of this comment box for the good of everyones' eyes*
Px

Sue said...

As Scally pointed out once - is it OK if I just wash my hands as I didn't actually say it, just typed it.

And I am behind you all of the way. Let's be honest here, I don't have a problem being behind anyone; that way they can't see what I'm up to.

pooks said...

Oh so tempted, so tempted to make the obvious comment.
Px

Sue said...

*Blank expression*

Don't know what you mean.

pooks said...

And the Oscar for most convincing performance goes to ... anyone but the Rainbow Slider