Day 2: Bills

It was bill day. I awoke to a text message from my bank advising that my utilities had been debited. I'm sure I used to get better texts than that.

I'm currently paying £7/month for water and £60 for gas and electric. That ratio seems a bit wrong. When I was in Africa, we paid a woman about a dollar to carry ten buckets of water up hill on her head. Not for entertainment, we needed the water. She would do this, on average, every two days. So, according to my calculation...

$1/day x 15 days = $15/month
$15 @ 1.60 = £9.37

I believe that I am paying less for water here than I was in Africa. Ridiculous. Maybe there's been a mistake somewhere and I'll be hit with a bill for thousands of pounds in a few years time. Only then will I regret all that washing up I've done over the years.

There's a hosepipe ban this year. My hair dresser said the other day, "That reminds me, I must fill up my swimming pool soon." We laughed at the disregard.

Other expenditure today included a cream cheese and bacon bagel which I think I was undercharged for at £2.50 and a fruit corner that was nearly out of date. There is a correct way to eat a fruit corner and that is to spoon all the fruit into the yoghurt. None of this snapping the pot business, that only messes up the partition.