In At The Deep End

My incompetence produced a late night need of bread and hence I went to the nearest 24 hour Tesco. The local substation had gone phut or something - the street lights nearby were all out, the cinema and restaurants nearby were all dark, but Tesco was battling on. It’s a huge one (Tesco Extra, I think) and yet the woman on the checkout said they had 2 hours emergency power. The only thing they weren’t powering was the heating - the fridges and freezers, the lights and the tills (and the whole petrol station too) were all on fine. It must be a nightmare, losing all that frozen and refrigerated stock through problems outside your control, and then losing time chucking it all away and replacing it with new stuff - you just need to hope that 2 hours is enough for the electricity people to sort it out.

I had to go out to a church meeting, which meant that bedtime routine was not usual and rather rushed. I left while L was in bed but still unsure whether to be happy or cry. Katy was busy with A downstairs, K was in bed and J getting ready for bed. L opted for the crying and so J took her into his bed and cuddled her off to sleep. Proud daddy moment.

The boys have got a proper place at the gymnastics thing for which they’ve been doing taster sessions. So on Wednesdays they’ll be doing gym 4-5.15, eating a packed tea, then walking next door to the St. John Ambulance place for Badgers 6-7.30. We still have a way to go before we get to Off The Path levels of logistical prowess.

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