Powerless – The Year the Lights Went Out

Thursday, November 28

I think Anna is missing her family. They are so far away, in Cornwall, and however much we tell her we’re sure they’ll be coping just as well as we are, I quite understand how worried she must be when she can’t speak to them. We’re all fretting about friends and family elsewhere, especially those who living in cities. After Tony’s recent account of the horrors in London, we dread to think what is happening elsewhere. In the country we have better resources and Anna’s father can get fish from the sea and there are nearby farms which are sure to still have meat and milk. I’m sure they will be managing.

Communication is also something we are all missing terribly. It’s not like being abroad on holiday, when it’s quite a relief to be far away from the daily blather of constant news. Lying in the sun or sightseeing, you know you can always ring family members or be contacted if there is a problem back home. Now, we can’t even get in touch with friends in the nearest town. In fact our main points of contact are now the pub and the church.

And it’s also very frustrating not being able to Google answers to questions, like the one that occurred to me this morning – how can we use our central heating oil? We had filled up the tank early in the autumn when the prices were low and here we are, in the freezing cold, not using a single drop. Martin thinks it might be possible to use it in one of the cars and I think we could use some for lighting the house and filling the two old paraffin heaters we have. They might make a bit of a smell, but it would be wonderful to have more heat. Martin’s going to see what Tony thinks, as he’s very practical and knows the answers to a lot of things.

I dug over the hen run today, hoping a diet of worms will help them lay more. Only two eggs.

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About Suzanne Goldring

Suzanne Goldring writes the kind of novels she likes to read, about the extraordinary lives of ordinary people. Two of her novels have been placed in the Winchester Writers' Conference First Three Pages of a Novel competition. She is currently working on a novel set in Corfu and her blog is a diary, set in real time, called Powerless, The Year the Lights Went Out.

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