When life isn't as expected

Thursday morning got off to a strange start. My phone is cracked and I must have bumped it at some point on Wednesday evening. My alarm didn’t ring; just made that horrible «I’m buzzing towards the edge of the table” sound. Fortunately I was awake already, so didn’t miss it.

When we got up we realized that although the toilet flushed the tank didn’t refill. I went to put some water in the kettle and there was just a pathetic trickle. Rob walked along to the village shop and discovered that there was a fire in a silo at a local farm. The water had been cut by the firefighters so that they could fight the fire. It came back on again so that I could wash up the breakfast things but the pressure was pretty pathetic all day as they were using water for over 12 hours.

It really is strange to have no water at all. I had bottled drinking water which we could use sparingly. We take so much for granted. Just the simple act of rinsing my hands after peeling an orange became complicated.

All is back to normal for us, but it won’t be normal for the farmer’s family for quite some time to come.

This one’s for Zoe
Because she likes firemen
Rob and I were out for our evening stroll around the village yesterday when we could see what looked like the road on fire. When we got closer it was obviously a car in flames. There were one or two other people around watching and pretty soon a fire engine arrived. I was a little disappointed that the siren wasn’t sounding, but there wasn’t any other traffic, fortunately. The four firemen soon put it out and I was surprised that, even though the car had been a ball of flames, the inside wasn’t burnt. One of the fireman opened a door and fetched out a coat and mini skateboard and handed them to the people who were the car owners. An electrical fire perhaps.

We don’t usually have such excitement in l’Houmeau on a Saturday night