That was not fun

As always when I have to go out of my nice warm flat over the last two weeks, its because I need electricity or gas. This time it was electicity. I had to take Monkey with me, as I don’t think he is sensible to be left alone for an hour yet, soon, after this trip, very very soon.

An hour and a half we were in the queue to get electicity, I am not sure how many of you have spent an hour and a half in a queue with a 9 year old, but when there is not something fun about to happen at the end of that queue, it starts to become hell fairly quickly.

We did it, but I am not taking him again, even if it means we might have to spend time sitting in the darkness till my partner gets home with electricty.

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21 Responses to That was not fun

  1. Matt D says:

    Wait? What? You have to go line up to buy electricity and then bring it home? How do you carry the electricity? In a bag? Or a big battery? So many questions. Now my creative mind is churning with ideas.

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  2. So sorry to hear about the queue! What a pain in the hindquarters!

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  3. Simon says:

    Sounds like that was fun lol

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  4. Carol anne says:

    I dont blame you! Queues are a nightmare, even worse with a kid in toe! Xx

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