But this weekend for Earth Hour, my mum, step-dad and I went to my aunt's house and decorated her back patio with candles.
We began with a theme: stories from childhood, which soon became stories of silly things we'd done and embarrassing situations. I laughed so hard I nearly cried and
Earth Hour turned into many hours across the whole evening.
Is this how get-togethers would have unfolded in the pre-electricity days? Just good company, talking and candlelight?