Rowan Tree and Red Thread

Tonight just as my daughter was finishing her shower the power went in the house. All electricity out, I dried Rowan off in the dark as sammywol examined the trip switches. All remained closed and we rang the ESB.

So here we wait - in the dark - for an electrician to appear. I hope it's not something that will require either digging up the pavement or digging into our savings. I'm already wincing at the pensions levy today.

Good news: my wife, Sam, has had her gallbladder removed successfully and is recovering nicely in South Infirmary. She should be home tomorrow.

Bad news: The ESB, the State-owned electricity supplier for the country, has blown another fuse and plunged a large portion of the city (or least the important bit: where I live) into stygian darkness.

This power cut business is becoming a habit. Usually it's a pain in the arse because I'm restarting servers and services at work. Tonight it's a double pain in the arse because my wife's in hospital and I've two kids to get off to bed. In the dark.

Fucking ESB muppets.