Fuse Box

It’s very rare these two melt down at the same time, but when they do it is spectacular. Years ago they went for absolute melt down. Went on for hours. I tried everything. Eventually, just before midnight, I calmly walk past the debris, through the screaming, to the downstairs toilet, to where the fuse box is, and flicked the switch. Plunging the house into darkness. I kept saying to them that they were safe, that I was in charge, but that it all had to stop, the lights would not go on until they were quiet. They stopped screaming. I put the lights on. They tidied up. We all went to bed. (That’s the fuse box incident in a nut shell!!).

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