Thursday, February 01, 2007

Five Minutes of Electrical Rest

I did it!!! Five minutes of electrical rest!! Although I did accidentally leave the heating on max. and turned the lights off in the wrong order so was marooned in my office and couldn’t find the front door.

But apart from that it all went swimmingly. Headed for my local bar (lots of heat and light) only to discover they too had a social conscience and were busy turning everything off (including the cigarette machine, at a most inconvenient moment). Some people argued that we should be allowed to keep the telly on as we were half-way through a Chelsea-Blackburn match, but then some other people argued that it was a repeat anyway, so the telly went off too.

So anyway, we sat in the gloom, humming Koombaiyah and crowding round an energy-saving candle and watching enraptured as the whole town followed suit and plunged into darkness.

This gave both visiting and local thieves plenty of opportunity for bag snatches, break-ins, till grabs etc and also gave TV Maricel a much-needed lead story for tomorrow's broadcast which otherwise would have been a repeat about the municipal fuck-up in Calle Angel Vidal.

But oh what fun we had. Just like the 70s but with fewer records by Art Garfunkel and Leo Sayer. Or was that the 80s?

And I feel so worthy. Combined with my recycling of the whole of last weekend's Sunday Times, tonight's activism puts me at the very forefront of eco-terrorism. Kisses from the frontline

What Five Minutes of Electrical Rest looks like