We are in the middle of a recital of extremely contemporary music for brass and strings, with accompaniments of a DVD-ish nature...something in the battery of imported electrical gear for lights, sound, etc., has riled the electrical system in the sanctuary, and it is now DARK.
The concert is proceeding with the aid of the five candles on the Advent/Christmas/Epiphany wreath, and a little bit of light filtering through from the office wing, where the power is still on.
The man-who-understands-the-breakers has been phoned.
My horrid fear whenever this happens is that it's a prelude to the whole she-bang burning down...the wiring being quite elderly and eccentric.
The latest bulletin from "T" is "so far, so good." Thank you, thank you, for all your prayers and good wishes.