Friday morning saw me up and out of bed at the ungodly hour of 6.30am. I had a busy day ahead. It was the last day of the school year which can only mean Fancy Dress Competition and a party. But today was even crazier. The children were leaving at 12.00.Our colleague was getting married at 1.30. So only an hour and a half to beautiful oneself! Once that would have been plenty of time, but now I need a lot more hours and professional help!
Luckily my hairdresser opened her salon earlier for me so that that I could get that out of the way before school. I had my whole morning time-tabled to the last second with military precision.
I hopped out of bed and turned on the shower. The water gushed out and then.....stopped. There was a power cut!
NOOOOO! This can't be happening, not today.
But it was. And I was bricking it because I had to wash off my fake tan or I'd end up looking like an Oompa loompa.
Ok Plan B. I remembered my Granny's invaluable advice.
Wash up as far as possible. Wash down as far as possible. And then wash Possible!!!
I went to the kitchen to boil the kettle.
Dam, sure its an electric kettle and won't work.
Ok. I'll boil a saucepan on the gas.
Dam. The gas is lit by an electric spark...which isn't working.
OK. Where did I leave the matches? I searched high and low. They were nowhere to be found.
For the first time in my life I wish I was a smoker!!!
I was just about to cry when Halleluia...the power came back on.
Got to school where we had the quickest fancy dress parade and party in history!
Went to my sister's to get ready, as her house is nearer to the church. Slapped on the make-up and the new frock!
A brilliant day was had by all!