Broken again

Some time this afternoon, I moved my head wrong, or I sat awkwardly, or there was a malign alignment of the planets, but any which way a muscle in my shoulder has gone into spasm and now it's agony if I try to move my head.

Twang

Although the electricity might have been off last night, this morning it was back on, the flat a paradise of warmth and fully operational consumer gadgetry.

And then I woke from my blissful slumber to discover the power was still out, which meant no hot water for a shower and a long walk down the stairs to the chilly world outside.