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Mild excitement at breakfast as half the lights and some of the plug sockets stopped working as something had tripped the fuse board. Usually you can just flick the switch back up, but not this time. Luckily the fridge/freezer was still on, but the internet had gone off. I wasn't sure life was worth living. I had the idea of running an extension cable from one of the working plugs to the router, but couldn't find my really long one and the one I located was just too short.
I called an electrician who said he could come round in the evening, but I tried flicking the switch back half an hour later and this time everything was OK.After a few hours I told the electrician that I didn't think I needed him. Of course at about 9pm I switched on the outside light and the lights went out again. At least I had probably worked out the problem. And once that switch was turned off the fuse switch could be flicked back up. The electrics were totally replaced when we moved in and like everything that was done by that company, the work has proven problematic. But it's not like electricity (or badly installed boilers that leak carbon monoxide) can kill you.
Otherwise my day was all work or being the family taxi driver. Another double pick up for the kids as Phoebe was staying late for film club and in between I dropped my wife at the train station. This is my life now. And I don't mind.
I did some research into whether Hitler really only had one ball today and the findings are inconclusive, though I think if I had to come down on one side then I think he had two. It would be remarkable if four members of the Nazi High Command had testicular problems, Goering having two small testicles, Himmler have something similar and Goebbels with no balls at all. But maybe Nazism attracted those with abnormal bollocks. They definitely seemed to be over compensating for something.
But what if having unusual testicles turns you into a Nazi. I haven't noticed any leanings that way yet, although my remaining testicle has moved to the right. But it's food for thought. Someone should really have a proper look round the Albert Hall to settle this question for good.
