Anyway it was like those days again in Lovelyday Cottage last night. The storm caused the longest outtage that I can remember for many years. It went on from around nine-ish and lasted after four this morning when I was woken up by the lights, answering machine and TV returning to business. No wonder I'm a bit knackered this morning.
Louis fretted about the darkness and I helpfully made ghost noises to comfort him. I can be a very bad mother at times. My concerns were of a more practical nature as in whether the Christmas food in the fridge and freezer would spoil. It looks like we've had a very lucky escape.