There I was nicely relaxing with chardonnay in hand and food network on tv last night when everything went zap. Power gone completely.
Now when you live on Walton’s Mountain losing power is nothing new, in fact it is pretty common place in windy weather. But yesterday was beautiful, calm and sunny and warm, honestly you wouldn’t think you were in Ayrshire at all!
Anyway I sat for a few moments assessing the situation and then went outside to prowl round the garden trying to get a mobile signal to call the electrics company and report the line being down. “Your line’s fine dear, nothing wrong with it”, hmmmm resist temptation to screech that it is bloody down and how can there be anything wrong at this end. Just at this point Mr X arrives and of course notices a definite lack of lighting in his house next door. Tell him I’ve just spoken to electric co and they are talking rubbish. He grabs a torch and heads for the darkest reaches of the power boards.
“There’s a short, I’ll have to find out where it has come from”. I retire to garden with chardonnay and magazine as lighter outside than in. A few minutes later he announces that he has discovered fault is on one side only of house. Next I am told that the fault can be pin pointed to the living room. I point out that I was touching nothing when the power went, hands nowhere near any sort of switch or appliance. “Where’s Harry?” is the next question from the depths of the living room. “Upstairs and been up there all day” I reply. “Have you had Finzean with you tonight?”, now this is getting personal. “Yes, he was with me watching tv when the power went”. “Hmmmmmmmm” comes the reply as Mr X appears from the house carrying an electrical extension set that seems to be dripping. “Your bloody weasel has peed on the live socket, I’m amazed he didn’t get fried!”.
Clean up mess and reorganise living room and thank Mr X for sorting things out. His parting shot of “This has to be a record even for one of your mad animals, not even here for 24 hours and already blown out the entire electrics for two houses”.
Finzean back behind bars in his little ferret house outside.
Karon x
