Monday, July 31, 2006

Fortunately, our router is pedal-powered.

I was happily reading some political blogs when the lights went dim, I turned them off and went to check on Sean who was virtuously organising the rubbish. As we discussed the brown-out (they always make me think of Sim City) the lights went out. We rushed to the windows; our house was right on the edge of the darkness, our neighbours on the street behind us had lights but all the neighbours on our street were dark.

Once I'd rung my sister to check if she had power (she didn't) and we'd finished sorting the recycling by candlelight I took the last bits of rubbish out. It was a lovely night; moonlit and breezy. Curious, I went for a walk.

The light flowed along the main road along the bottom of the valley and sloshed up the bottom of little roads coming off it. The last bright house was flaring against the dark, light pouring out of every window. It looked as if the energy allotment for all of Northland had managed to power Minouris's tower o' entertainment devices and get no further.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

"The power outage in Northland yesterday was caused by a fault on the 11Kv underground cable. The fault occured at 21:28 and was restored by 22:21."

7:17 PM  
Blogger mashugenah said...

Never underestimate the power of Mort. There's a reason that flat's named la Cassa del Mort

The electrons themselves were so scared, they worked on their own time!

5:24 PM  

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