Wattlebury is in a rather rural part of the country - we don't have any Gas nor Mains Drainage. Just Electricity. And when we don't have that, we slowly grind to a halt. I am speaking here of Hoomans, not us Chickens. Luckily we don't depend on regular intakes of Coffee and Tea. Just fresh water - we do have water at Wattlebury.
Mum got suspicious about the Electricity Man however and rang the Headquarters. They knew nothing of the impending disconnection. No notices had been delivered, as they should have been. Who was this man? What fun to hold such power and to propagate such confusion and derangement by uttering just one sentence to one person! Only time will tell --
And on a brighter note, probing search lights were seen scanning the skies last evening. I craned my neck over the stable door and watched them as they swung across the clouds, illuminating patches into the unknown. Why were they searching upwards? Were they looking for An Unknown Being? I had my own theory, but it turned out to be from the theatre where Kizzie works 6 miles away promoting 'The Dark Reflection' - an investigative thriller film directed and produced by former British Airways airline captain Tristan Loraine who lives near us. Personally I think it is the Hoomans at Wattlebury testing the batteries in their torches ready for the Power Cut!