as i slept off a rather late night with some rather beautiful company, my mum's boyfriend (and the father of my three-year-old brother) played football manager 2006 feverishly at my desk (which is in my room).
about half an hour ago, a massive thunderstorm hit chepstow, there was a brief blip in the electricity supply and three hours of gaming and a champions league triumph was lost.
on departing my room with an almost visibly heavy heart he almost said "that's a whole afternoon wasted" before realising that it would've been the case either way.
still, three whole hours! :(