We had some dreadfully awful news yesterday. One of our trees in the front garden fell over on to the overhead power lines. I am so very very filled with upsetness.
It looks like the tree was dying and just couldn’t stand up any longer and maybe yesterday was just too much for it. And because the tree fell on the power lines it’s pushed three of the power lines together and they are ALL BUNCHED UP. I am so filled up with the worries.
Daddy phoned up the people who own the power lines, and they sent someone round straight away to have a look at the problem which I thought was a bit stupid because it was raining, and water and electricity don’t mix – I thought everybody knew that.
But anyway, the man who came round had obviously had electricity training and he stayed safe. Which was good. He said that the situation would be ok for the night but in the morning he was going to speak to his boss and recommend that this was an urgent job which needed fixing.
That was yesterday, and now it’s nearly my bedtime today and nothing has been done yet. Mummy says it will probably be done tomorrow.
I hope it isn’t going to be very expensive. I expect it will be. It will probably cost tens and tens of dollars. And I am so very very sure that Mummy and Daddy don’t have that kind of money. I told Mummy that I was worried that she wouldn’t be able to buy me anymore food but she said that she would and that if anything, it would be chocolate she would have to give up. Oh pan fried aubergines. This is so dreadful. This is so dreadful. How will Mummy manage without chocolate?
