Shortlived.

The lighting failed again this evening and we are once again in darkness

About bloody time!

The electrician arrived this morning within 40 minutes of being phoned by the Housing Association. He got the power to the whole complex up and running within a couple of hours.

It's a great relief after almost three days without power.

God said Let there be light.

But Housing 21 say bugger off, you're old and we dont care about you!

We've had no outside lighting now since y'day. This means the lights don't work in our corridor. The upstairs corridors seem to be ok but I'm having to carry a torch otherwise I can't see to leave the flat.

The lights in the car park and gardens aren't working so it is very dark and dangerous

I've sent the housing association a stinking email as the manager is saying she will be here next Tuesday to check the lights.

We can't possibly wait five days to get this problem sorted!

Let there be light!

 Pudge, yes, mash is mashed potatoes.

I've just taken Beano out for a late night widdle and the complex is in darkness.

The lighting has failed all around the gardens and the corridors, the only lights working seem to be the lights in the flats and  in the corridors upstairs.

I've told Steve but he's too drunk to really understand.

I will check in the morning if it's been reported.

What shall I do?

It's raining here, not heavily but it's persistent.

Maybe it will brighten up later in the day.

I think I may make a chicken pie, I have chicken, carrots, onions, herbs and spices. I can serve it with mash and peas, Steve is going out so he won't want any so it will last me a couple of days. I may also make rice pudding in my slow cooker, I can't make it for lunch club as one of the group is allergic to milk.

Steve is currently going into town three or four days a week, I'm wondering if it's his way of protesting about my refusal to cook for him.

I'm getting more interested in cooking again since cooking for lunch club. I need to decide what to cook for next weeks pudding. Something warming as it's forecast  cold and rainy for a few weeks.

Official diagnosis

It seems Beano has had Viral Hemorrhagic Gastroenteritis. It does the rounds here occasionally.

Despite Steve being a pain in the arris, he wouldn't make Beano ill on purpose.

Part four.

Hopefully this will be the last post about Beano's illness.

He started with diarrhoea on Thursday/Friday, I was out on Friday so Steve treated Beano the same way he does himself. If he has an upset stomach, he eats non-stop. He is convinced He will die of starvation unless he rams food down his throat constantly to counteract the amount of time he's spending on the toilet.

Beano, being greedy ate willingly, Saturday I was home and restricted Beano to chicken and rice. He still had diarrhoea and Sunday he started throwing up a lot. I phoned Jennie and she took Beano and I to the emergency vet. 

It seems to have been a bug that does the rounds, Beano has been signed off by the vet and is now asleep on the sofa as usual.

I'm knackered, Steve waited for me to get back from the vets so he could moan about Jennie and shout at me. He had now gone into town and is going out every day this week. This is to stop me going out with Betty!