Yuk. My feet are sticking to my kitchen floor. Apart from that, there is little to complain about after my teenage son had a mini party at home last night.
I came back from a friend’s birthday drinks about 11pm. The house was worryingly quiet and dark. PITCH BLACK in fact. I walked into the kitchen to find them all huddled together looking slightly worried. There had been a power cut down the whole side of our the street. We found candles and they all spread out a bit more as I annoyingly shone a torch into each face to see who was there…..obviously teenage son tried to remove me as quickly as possible from the being anywhere near his friends.
I went out to see what was going on in the street. Quite a few people were milling around. Very strange electrical contraptions attached to lamp posts that looked worryingly Heath Robinson. I mean look at this – surely not right?:-
Finally we found a man wearing a glow-in-the-dark jacket. “Can you please hurry up and get the electricity back on. I’ve got 25 teenagers about to shag in my shed unless we turn all the lights back on….”.
Sat, Oct 10, 2009
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