Terry Prone: Candlelit journalism on a typewriter provided different kind of power

No heat, no light, no wifi — what's a columnist supposed to do?

Trees down in Dublin City after Storm Betty brought yellow warning winds on Friday night. Picture: Sam Boal /Rollingnews.ie

When I woke up, I was wringing. As in wet, wet, wet. Now, control your nasty ageist imagination. I was wet only across the shoulders.

I reached for the light switch. Nothing happened.