Electricity was all around them yet nobody could afford to run a line to their shacks from the sky, and they knew not if it was AC or DC?
They typically sat around in the dark waiting for lightning flashes.
That was fine for some people but others didn’t like to get wet.
Then an unpeasant fellow named Bob Delabra invented a place to put candles and the whole world lit up, or at least it would have if he used wood, but he made them out of gold because gold is fireproof, which also made them unaffordable to the average peasant who valued food over extravagancies.
The gold candelabras also went well with chandeliers which were a bit much for mud huts and also unattainable for the same reason as the candle sticks.
An aspiring inventor invented a way to capture daylight in a jar but it always seemed to go away around sundown, and reappeared around dawn?
He spent much of his life’s remainder trying to reverse the process which later day scholars perceived as the first light bulb, which would have given him fame and glory, except it didn’t, until after he passed away, which was of help to no one.
The rest is less distinguishable.
It was really hard to "see the light" in those days whenever it was dark. Glad to find out who invented the candelabra. But it's a bit dark trying to figure out who invented the candle.
My remembrance of the dark ages was when, in the spring, we would all fight the sea who got the darkest tan by Midsummer. One guy bared his back every sunny day in January with Coppertone so that his back shone like the sun reflecting off a copper roof.
Deputy Dave Jenkins sets out to find the murderer of the local high school principal, aided by a voice from the grave that is sometimes helpful and sometimes misleading.
"Murder isn't usually this funny."
Amazon reviewer
Deputy Dave Jenkins sets out to find the murderer of the local high school principal, aided by a voice from the grave that is sometimes helpful and sometimes misleading.
"Murder isn't usually this funny."
Amazon reviewer
My remembrance of the dark ages was when, in the spring, we would all fight the sea who got the darkest tan by Midsummer. One guy bared his back every sunny day in January with Coppertone so that his back shone like the sun reflecting off a copper roof.
Ron