Does this makes sense to you?
There is no picture of Eamon, because I haven’t got one.
Eamon told me last Thursday that it was his 42nd anniversary working as an electrician.
I had called him in the morning because a trip switch kept cutting out the electricity supply to the downstairs part of the house.
A few hours later he arrived with a colleague trying to find the fault. First, I was worried about the food in the freezer and the fridge. Then I realised that I couldn’t recharge my phone or laptop while they were working. Before settling in to the fact that none of that mattered too much because the internet was gone as well.
Eamon tried to isolate the problem. One circuit after the other. While he was working away he explained what he was doing, asking whether this all made sense to me.
Eventually, he isolated the faulty circuit and put in a temporary fix.
He will be back on Tuesday to finish the job.
One small faulty wire somewhere and: no phone, no laptop, no internet; but also no washing machine, no dishwasher, no fridge, no coffee machine, no freezer; no hoist, no movement in Pádraig’s bed.
Nothing moved. All because of a small wire somewhere.
What would we have done without Eamon?
The kids are back in school and the weather couldn’t be better. It (nearly) always happens towards the end of August, beginning of September.
There is a week or two of gorgeous sunshine, blue skies and no wind.
The lavender in Pádraig’s garden is still blooming and attracting large numbers of bees. Sitting there and listening to the humming bees could make you forget that we are in the middle of a big city.
When we went for a walk in the park one early morning, we came across a few sets of exercise equipment. Really good to see that it’s so widely recognised that people need regular exercise that the Council makes the necessary investment for its people.
Unless they are in a wheelchair – in this case.
We have decided to spend what might be the last real summer weekend this year in the country. Relax, get a change of air and environment. We are so lucky that we can do this all together and that we are all enjoying it so much.
You might remember from some weeks ago that the locals who had worked so hard to set up a few brilliant country walks in the middle of nowhere had made a small bridge accessible for wheelchair access straight away after we had contacted them about some problematic steps they had overlooked.
We’ll be walking around that lake this weekend and enjoy a quiet BBQ. In the middle of nowhere. Relaxed. Care-free. Without a worry in the world.
We’ll forget about that small wire that caused so much trouble for a while.
It makes perfect sense.