James Watt! The name slipped off my tongue as of it had been there forever waiting for its moment. I dont know how i remembered his first name, I guess I had learned it somewhere along my educational journey, but I knew he had something to do with electricity. Turning to google I find that he was more involved with the steam engine but made a big contribution to electrical efficiancy and power, and so the ‘watt’ was named after him.
Having spent four days in the snow covered, storm ‘Arwen’ blown Peaks with no electricity to boot, I soon became incredibly thankful for whoever it was who had invented electricity. Isn’t it strange how we never really apreciate what we have until its gone. If I could have hunted James and his fellow collegues down and hugged them all one by one for this great invention that I was now without, then I certainly would have. I think ill make a cup of tea…oops nope, no electricity! Ill have a shower….oops nope, no electricity! Minutes later… ill make some toast…oops nope NO ELECTRICITY!!
Help..I hadnt been shopping so had little food in and no logs for the wood burner. Hmmm I need to take advice from more experienced Peak District dwellers. STOCK UP they say! Ill make a note of that on my phone…oh no phone is dead! NO ELECTRICITY! A camping stove is definitely on the christmas list. I know ill google prices Ahhhhhh!! NO ELECTRICITY!
I always love waking up to snow and still at 58 I cant wait to wrap up and go outside for a while, but its not quite so much fun when there is no hot drink to welcome you back inside.
With an electrical wire hanging across the road, telephone wires down and snow still falling there was nothing to do but wait. After a couple of days we could get out to get logs and soon a kettle was whistling a tune on the stove, candles were found and lit and with no tv a new pastime of conversation was rediscovered.
At least now i could boil some water and fill a hot water bottle. Oh how I appreciated a little bit of warmth. Eventually after what seemed an age the engineers arrived and work began to bring us back from the world of ‘A little house on the prairie’ and back into this centuary.
Waking up the next morning to a funtioning electrical world was such a relief. My tea tasted wonderful, toast popped up from the toaster, the house was warm and I so appreciated my first hot shower for a few days. The snow was beginning to melt and life returned to normal but with a whole heap of gratitude for the people of past generations whose ideas and hard work gave us the comforts in life that we so often take for granted.
Love Alison x