I am waiting for the electricity man to arrive. It appears that my meter has been stuck in the "let's fund Hawaiian holidays for the Electricity Company Bosses" mode for ages. As in years. It is stuck in the highest tariff thingy and the timer has not moved for ages, which is why my electricity bill looks like the national debt in comparison to people who have houses twice the size and bills half mine. Groan. I need a refund. They will be here this morning. It is 11.34 as I speak.
It was driving me crackers. I use the energy saving bulbs in the lights we switch on. I switch off everything at the plug. I rarely use a tumble dryer, and we all know the dishwasher is dead. The washing machine is on 3 times every 2 weeks. I switch off the oven at the wall, and nothing is on standby. Hot water is on one and a half hours a day. I had reached the stage where I was considering candles and the bbq. So hopefully the bills will plummet.
Margaret, the garden fairy, has been here this morning, tidying up my front flowerbeds. She makes me smile - there is no stopping her. She brought more beans from the allotment too.
Jean and I went to Lidl yesterday, and I emerged with 4 carrier bags, £24 later, and masses of stuff. It is really cheap. Lidl and Aldi here are having a boom time, as shoppers are switching from the huge chains like Tesco, Sainsburys and Morrisons. Anything to save a little money where we can.
I must use up my apples....... I think I will go and make a couple more cakes. Not to eat, Theresa - to freeze!