Category: Misc

Get Smart

… was a rather excellent American spy spoof series in the  late 1960s.

But that’s not what the title of this post refers to.

Oh no: Agent 86 and his frolics with KAOS will have to wait for another day.

No, yesterday we had our aging gas and electricity meters replaced with brand new, sexy smart meters.

This is brilliant! I can now stand in my kitchen and literally watch my bill going up!

Of course, the idea is that you should “Keep Gaz and Leccy under control”. 

Apparently.

But, if you’re cold, you turn the heating up. If you’re hungry, you put the grill on for some cheesy toast. If you’re thirsty, you put the kettle on for a nice cuppa.

It’s already under control.

I suppose one could always cut back to save a few pence: maybe only half-boil the kettle? Lukewarm tea, anyone?

As well as with gas and electricity though, smart meters are now being installed in the water sector. And some people are up in arms about it.

Many people see it as an attempt to increase their bills.  Trust me, it’s really not.

Yes, some people will see an increase, whilst others will see a decrease. This is because you are only paying for the water that you actually use… which has to be a fairer system, surely?

Why should a little old lady living on her own, pay the same as the family of five next door, who are running a car wash service in their back garden?

Not preaching… just sayin’

Being smart: it’s the future.

Crapachino

I’ve mentioned it before but, I still cannot get my head around how important coffee is. 

To some.

I just don’t understand what it means to some people to have a ‘proper’ cup of coffee.

Maybe that’s because, whilst I don’t mind the occasional cup of Joe – as our American cousins inexplicably call it – I am, in the main, a tea drinker.

I don’t want to pay extortionate prices for a skinny-flat-white-mocha-latte-cappucino (essentially, two spoons of Nescafe topped up with hot milk), when I can get a whole jar of Maxwell House for the same price.

But I seem to be in an ever-shrinking minority.

More and more coffee shops proliferate our high streets and they always seem busy: full of people holding huge, white, ceramic cups full of the dark brown liquid.

Trains and public areas are littered with cardboard cups, all bearing various logos from the well-known establishments.

At work, we have recently been getting visits from a mobile ‘proper’ coffee wagon. It pulls up outside a few times a day and beeps its horn. Within a few minutes, there is a line of people queueing up, to get their morning fix.

Honestly, I have seen some of them stand there for up to fifteen minutes, in freezing temperatures, just to get a cup of coffee.

Fifteen minutes!

I’m on my second cup of PG by then!

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