Home Alone

Phil and Anita with their friends Katherine and Sam, as they were about to head towards Downunder yesterday

Anita and Phil have been just the nicest folk to share our house over the last three months. We should have asked them to write a pamphlet on how to be the perfect houseguests! It does help with our house layout here - they lived out of the second floor mostly which has lots of space and light.

For such a delightful, quiet couple, they did manage to leave with a bang - of the power variety. They plugged the toaster in AND the electric jug at breakast time - almost do-able maybe except we also had the jug on the boil upstairs. Had is the operable word.

Once it was established that we had our own little private power cut happening, the mission was on. All power board buttons up. No blown fuses. Call in the sparky who established no power coming in. We had tripped the overload switch, which is conveniently placed on a lampost 50 metres away if you are a bird, but 200 metres away if you have to walk around the block. So now we know!

As for being home alone - that lasts just another 36 hours. Andrew Smith arrives on Saturday morning with Jonathan, a good young guy Andrew assures me. This is Andrew's third time to come over. He moves into first place!