So today I was napping on my recliner, as I often do in the afternoon, especially after a busy period. Next thing I know, my burglar alarm is going off and all three cats have shot off my lap and chest in fright - ow.
It takes me a minute to register what's going on, as I'd obviously been in quite a deep sleep. So the TV is flashing on and off, my house phone is bleeping away and making the noise it does when the handset gets mains power, my alarm has stopped going off, but there are lots of others in the street going off.
Gotcha.
It's a power cut.
No worries, these things are normally shortlived, oh, bladder has woken up so might as well nip to the loo. Press the button on the recliner to bring the back up and the feet down..... Nothing. There's a power cut, this is an electric recliner. I'm stuck. I need a wee.
Uh oh.....
30 mins later, the situation is urgent. Time to bring out those ninja skills to get up from the flat out recliner. But the blanket is fighting back!
We are now almost 2 hours later, and still no power. But I can hear kids coming and screaming trick or treat, so better go!
Oh Lass, I hope by the time I've joined the conversation u r free from the torture chair. Shitemare springs 2 mind.
We didnt have anyone 4 Halloween (not that I was organised anyway & husband is a grumpy chops about it). We stay on a main road & 2bh not really any young families at our end.
Uni daughter is off 2 a belated Halloween party over the weekend & her & her flatmate r meant 2 b going as "beer pong" although the actual costumes haven't bn assembled yet.
I fear a phone call coming 4 that 2 also go along with this weeks catastrophes - "my tyre is flat" (2 new tyres that cost me £120!!), "my spag bol is 2 watery" (pour out some of the liquid) & the debating problem... (read & re-read her plan & notes whilst in my hosp bed).
U gotta love ur kids.
Lass - hope u made it into bed with no puddles 
WB xx
