We had a power cut yesterday, starting just after lunch and lasting until we went home. At times like that you realise all your work is on computer, and when the wireless connection goes off everything grinds to a halt.
Julia had just started a meeting about The Grant (it is taking over my life to such an extent that I now think of it with capital letter) when everything went dark. Fortunately she had her laptop and a fully charged battery so she was able to carry on.
I filled my time usefully by reading the paper outside on the decking and by taking photographs. That’s when I found another problem with having no computer – I had nothing to view the photos on. It’s so much easier using the computer screen for viewing; the small screen on the camera just isn’t good enough.
When, I asked myself, did I become computerised to the extent that I can’t function without electricity?
And when did I start referring to the verandah as “decking”?
That’s how it is with change (as exemplified by the tale of the Boiling Frog) – it just creeps up on you without you noticing it.
