A friend who lives in Melbourne, Australia complained recently on Facebook that he had been without electricity for several hours, in a curfew. His laptop died on him, and there he was in the dark with only his thoughts for company.
I smiled slightly but did not comment.
After all, there is no real joy in claiming the high ground on the question of being without power, and all the tips I could have given him were useless as sitting in the dark probably won’t happen to him again for months or even years.
Here in South Africa of course we all know what it is to be without power – that state of being for which we all grudgingly use the Eskom euphemism: loadshedding. Continue reading