The unseen problems of things you cant see.

I guess that some of you are wondering if I (Rob Z Tobor) am still a part-time teacher of Zombie Defence Classes  and the like, in the strange cyber-academy of cyberspace.

Yes

And you are wondering if Esmeralda is still there and whether she snapped my trusty pointy stick in half in a fit of rage.

Yes

And you might even be wondering if I fixed it with some handy electrical tape that was not really doing a lot.

Yes

And now you are wondering if the fact there was an electrical short circuit in the science blog resulting in an entire blackout in school meaning that teaching science was very difficult indeed resulting in everyone being sent home early

Yes

Have you noticed just how dependent on electricity we are, it is a bit of a worry really and also rather odd, because the entire Earth has become dependent on something we can’t see. Well that is not entirely true we do get to see lightning but the problem with lightning is it not the easiest stuff to use constructively. Dads lightning powered electric car was not a great success even if it did do one of the fastest zero to sixty miles an hour ever recorded, but it would have been even more impressive if dad had been in it at the time. As dad says the problem with lightning is it unpredictable and you can’t park the lightning powered electric car in the same place twice for reasons that are plainly clear to all who know the famous old saying. And dads assistant mechanic Scotty, after investigating the engine did make the point that the engine will nay take it Captain.

I have just been outside as I saw a message in cyberspace saying the moon was like really looking really cool; only over here it is hiding behind a huge cloud, possibly created by an overheated lightning powered electric car.

We also got to see Mr M today and his son Mr S, it appears Mr M is still trapped between hospital and no place to go…. He thinks the hospital might write to him in hospital to ask when he is able to leave hospital; although he is still not allowed home so it is all a bit of a game sorting out something suitable. As for as we can tell most of the suitable places have already been taken over by little old ladies with white hair who have a habit of stopping strangers in the street and shouting at them I remember when we never had electricity and now you see it everywhere. I once tried to explain to a group of little old ladies you can’t see electricity but they hit me with umbrellas and then demanded electrical tape to fix them. 

The Men the Woman a Wooden Pole and Electricity

It has been a dark day after a white start which is not what was planned, although the white start was predicted . . . Snow . . .  although not useful snow (again) but then about 11.00am all the power in the house went off, this happened the other day and then about 40 minutes later returned. Only this time it did not.  Mum phoned the people at Scottish Power who said AH you are a woman and that means that you do not understand it, it is probably one of your trip switches. Mum pointed out she is not an IDIOT and that all the trip switches were fine. But the man at Scottish Power said AH but you are a woman and this is electricity and no one else has phoned just you, so mum said he was an IDIOT and that regardless of who had phoned or not there was a problem. So the man said he would send a man to look and fix it.

The man then arrived at the house and looked at the earth trips and said Oooooo they are all right we thought as you were a woman you probably don’t understand electricity . . . .AH OK MMMMMMMM. So the man went off scratching his head and prodding wires, then he returned and said AH yes there is a bit of a problem in that transformer in the field next to you but its OK we'll have it fixed in no time. . . . . .PHEW that was good.

Then the man returned with his mate and said AH it’s a bigger problem than we thought, I don’t suppose you heard a big bang by any chance; mum said NO and the men said AH, anyway it might take a few hours to fix now because to put it in technical terms it appears that the cables are knackered and we need to call in reinforcements.

More men arrived then and looked at the transformer perched on its wooden poles (the transformer is perched on wooden poles not the men) and they pointed a lot and said AH and shook their heads in a knowing way and then had a cup of tea and ate sandwiches. Then said we will have it sorted in no time . . . . Well AH when we say no time we mean about eight hours.

So we had cups of tea on the open fire and sang camp fire songs because it was too dark and with no power the wondrous joys of cyberspace are like chasing a mole on the moon, (I know there are moles on the moon, I have seen mole hills with my telescope). The result of all this was in the dark we could see men with torches having a jolly time, we knew that because we could hear them laughing as they pointed and nodded in a knowing way a lot. But out of such disaster comes triumph, because without power we resorted to a Chinese takeaway YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY so it was not all bad. Then after finishing our takeaway and falling over cats that were playing trip the human, (they like that game), all the lights came back on and all the men ran away, and I get to write my diary entry for the day  . . . .

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