I used to love powercuts when I was little. We'd all sit around in candlelight and listen to the battery operated radio. Now they just make me worry - what if the train lines are down? How am I gonna charge my ipod or use the laptop? What if I miss Masterchef? I might strain my eyes reading in candlelight!
Sad really how the romanticism of certain things is lost in this automatic age.
Skinny got a mini-pupillage (I spelled checked, that is apparently correct)! I didn't have a clue what it meant either. For a second I thought she meant she'd overdosed on the red bull. Anyway, this is her first step on the path to fighting-for-justice-and-peace glory! Personally, I never doubted her.
Tomorrow's my first exam. Wish me luck :)