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.