The night of the storm, I unplugged everything, yes, absolutely everything, in a positively paranoiac neurotic/obsessive way. No one is going to take my Internet away, now that I’ve just got it back.
But since the storm, Internet is only available every now and again. All of my equipment is working just fine but I don’t think that France Telecom has anything left to plug back in…
I have been leaving my Outlook Express open and on patrol, and every so often it succeeds in dashing into the ruins of Orange and snatching out some emails before everything collapses again. There must be lines down and smouldering circuit boards all over the place.
I can’t communicate…so I will have a clean up. I decide to get my house in order before the wanderer returns with tiaras and bolts of silk for our saris. He will probably need a new store cupboard for his tea and spices. It is my last chance to throw lots of his stuff away without being caught in the act. I wonder whether he will notice that all the house plants have died. I will try and buy some new ones. Now where can I find an aspidistra?
1 week ago