I woke feeling like death warmed up. I really ached; what
was that all about? Leaving “er indoors TM” and the dogs fast
asleep I got up, made toast and had my usual rummage round the Internet. I had
an email - my leccie and gas bill was ready to view… so I viewed it.
My leccie and gas bill works in a strange way. Each month I pay a couple of hundred quid to the power company, but that isn’t “my payment”. This money goes into some holding account (on which I guess someone somewhere gets interest), and twice a year the power company take enough money out of this holding account to pay off what I owe them. So when I have a look and see that I am five hundred pounds in credit with them, I’m not. This means they’ve got five hundred quid of my money in an account which they will have when they are good and ready.
My leccie and gas bill works in a strange way. Each month I pay a couple of hundred quid to the power company, but that isn’t “my payment”. This money goes into some holding account (on which I guess someone somewhere gets interest), and twice a year the power company take enough money out of this holding account to pay off what I owe them. So when I have a look and see that I am five hundred pounds in credit with them, I’m not. This means they’ve got five hundred quid of my money in an account which they will have when they are good and ready.
They told me I was on the cheapest tariff (well, they
would, wouldn’t they?), and they said that (based on current usage),
next year they reckon I’ll spend thirty quid less on leccie and seven quid more
on gas. I suppose that thirty quid a year less on leccie is a step in the right
direction, but realistically two pounds fifty off of the monthly bill of two
hundred quid is little more than pissing in the wind. The trouble is that (apart
from the fish pond) we don’t really have very much which is
leccie-intensive so there’s not that much on which I can economise.
I chivvied the dogs into the garden to do what dogs do, and
had a look at the pond. The water level is pretty much what it was when I
turned it all on two days ago. Last year I thought I had a leak, but I did
wonder if the cascade arrangement (which has now gone) was somehow
losing water through leaks or splashes. I think it’s safe to say that the water
loss was because of that cascade I’ve now got rid of. Not having a leak is
something of a result.
But there is clearly nowhere near enough water going to the
right-hand pump, and I don’t think the ultra-violet light in either filter is
working.
Ho hum…
I spent an hour or so on my current Wherigo project, and
then had a stroke of genius (modesty, eh?) about how to proceed with the
next bit. But bearing in mind how long that will take, I turned the lap-top
off. I’ll do that bit later.
“er indoors TM” and I loaded the dogs
into my car and I set off to Penenden Heath. “er indoors TM” followed
in her car... or so I thought. She overtook me on the motorway, but went to the
wrong place so I ended up waiting for her anyway. I did chuckle.
As part of this month's Munzee Clan War our clan (between
us all) has to scan five hundred of a certain sort of bar code stuck to a
lamp post (it isn't anywhere near as dull as it sounds!) Looking at the
map it seemed that Penenden Heath would be a good place to do this; because
there were lots of bar codes to scan and because it was on my way to work. With “er indoors TM” being
between jobs she was at something of a loose end, so she came along, and the
dogs needed a walk anyway.
We had a good Munz session. It would have been better had
Morgan not been pulling like a train the entire time. But we walked and Munzed
for an hour; Munzing over half our Clan contribution for Greenies (as one
does). As we walked and Munzed we met an inflatable Easter Bunny sitting in
someone's front garden. We've had an
Easter tree before (during lockdown), but never an inflatable Easter
Bunny. I'd quite like one.; they are only forty-five quid on eBay.
Surprisingly no dogs barked at it.
We had a go at a geocache as we walked. It wasn't there.
With Munzing Munzed I helped “er indoors TM”
load the dogs into her car, and as they went home so I set off for the late
shift. The late shift was rather busier than I would have liked; the amount of
work outstanding half an hour before the core shift went home was about what a
day's work for the entire department was back when I first started this job. And
the department (in the now-demolished Royal East Sussex Hospital) had
about twice the staff too…
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