11:50pm or something and BAM. Power out. Just like you read about in countries far poorer than the one I’m meant to be in. But hey, I just reached for the wind-up torch I keep hanging near the door next to my chair a mere arms-length away, thought for while, and then reached for my camera. Because, you know…. the laptop was on borrowed battery time anyway, and there was no internet. Because, like, the power was out (and my smartphone is not nearly smart enough for the internet). It’s a 21st Century kind of conundrum, I guess.
It wasn’t til the next morning that I remembered that there are implications for fridges when the power goes out.
But hey, at least you know where my priorities are when the power goes out.