The telephone line went down.
The internet did not work.
The landlord put her dogs in her car and drove off to some caravan park down south. She found out about it from a clipping in a newspaper and just left. Just like that!
The gas went off just as Dad was about to cook dinner.
The power went off in the road not long after dinner and stayed off until 5am.
So, on this day, Mum offered to wait in Dad's house for the BT engineer to come and fix the telephone line. Poor Dad had been without the internet for days! It turns out that someone had chopped through his telephone wire several times, Oh yes, they had had a jolly good go at it! Hrmph.
Since the engineer came very early on in the day, Mum spent the free time relaxing at Dad's playing Fallout 4 and even managed to take some photographs in the back garden. Ahhhhh.
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