Time of death: 3:22 am , Tuesday, May 22nd, 2012 . The light
went out.
Up early to head off to the
airport, I switched it on and it ‘blew’. It was a dramatic burst of brilliance, quite
fitting rather than simply being non-responsive.
I didn’t believe it and switched it on more cautiously, willing it to
shed its light as it always has. I tried it a number of times with same result.
Darkness.
When we returned this week,
I fully expected it to have fixed itself. It hadn’t. I must say, it did surprise me. I was
absolutely sure it had been possessed by magical powers – it was of another
world. Actually, every day since our
return I carefully and gently switch it on and off, on and off - trying to
spark it to life again. It hasn’t worked.
I wrote about our ‘magical’,
albeit ugly, light fixture in a post back on August 7th last year. We have been here twenty four years this month and have never once replaced that bulb.
Ever. At this point I thought that it
would shine on longer than we do.
I guess I am going to have
to accept that its reign is over and dissect the fixture to extract the Magic
Bulb. But I’m giving it a few more days to see if it’s just teasing.