Powerless

Yesterday I was awakened by the high shrill sound of our UPS, indicating that the electricity was not working. As the relevant authorities had cut the power on Friday and Saturday as well this was not much of a surprise. I was surprised however when I checked the time and found it to be only 6.30am! Now I don’t know about you but I like to have a lie in on a Sunday morning to at least 8.30 – if I’m lucky! The thought of getting up and turning the UPS off and not being able to enjoy a cup of tea really didn’t appeal but then Junior got up and I had no choice but to get out of bed.
The power was off over the island whilst ‘essential works’ were being done and of course the promise it would be back on at 1.30pm meant that it came back on 2 hours after that! So we had to spend most of the day out, having lunch at ‘Kimata’ in town and then a drink at Bardon. I eventually got my cup of tea later in the evening and it was much appreciated.
Last Thursday, after taking junior to school, I received a phone call from another one of the mums to tell me that the teacher was on strike and I’d have to come back and collect junior. I duly turned round and went back to find that only some of the teachers were on strike and the other junior class was having lessons. It wasn’t only the lack of notice that annoyed me but the complete lack of organisation. It shouldn’t be up to some of the parents to ring around and inform other parents that their children need collecting from school, the school should have kept the children inside, especially the 6 year olds, until their parents could come and collect them. Junior informed me that if I didn’t come back for her she was going to walk down to the playground on the front and play until I came into town in the afternoon!
Whilst out walking the dogs the other day I came across this seemingly dead moth.

Junior found another one under the house – is it the time of year for them to die off? Answers on a postcard please