Inflation

[poliphilo]

We had to go to the Post Office to transfer money from our Post Office account to our current account and Ailz suggested we went on to Sainsbury's afterwards to buy bread. "No," I said, "Because if we go to Sainsbury's we'll buy all sorts of other things because they're there- and we're supposed to be saving money, aren't we?" "So," she said. "We'll go to the local bakers." And we did.  We ended up spending £3.00- because we couldn't resist the cakes- but  if we'd have gone to Sainsbury's it would have been nearer £10.00. 

Inflation is beginning to niggle. Our monthly gas bill just took a huge leap upwards and I've been noticing how our weekly shopping bills have been climbing. 

At the beginning of the week I decided I'd give up meat- partly because I'm tired of it, but also because I thought it would save us money. Only it won't- because we'll just be spending more on things like bread and cheese and eggs.

I've not been paying much attention to the prices of things in the shops. Time I did. I think of bread as cheap- essentially, fundamentally cheap- but it isn't, is it?  Last time I took any notice- which I suppose was last year- the loaf we normally buy cost 89p. I just checked with Ailz and she tells me it now costs £1.20. 

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[jackiejj.livejournal.com]

A normal loaf of bread here now costs $2.69.

You can buy horrible bread for a dollar, and when I do that will be a Sign to me that I am in dire straits.

Good bread (fancy bread from bakeries) costs up to $5.00 now, so I buy the normal loaves instead.

Everything has gone up. Except my pension.

I'm scared.

Mother's little estate--I can't touch it, because it's all I'll ever have, so I can't imagine going traveling even once or buying a wing chair--it's got to be for things like horrible illnesses. Gulp.

Like the cheapest bread, there is cheapest housing, based on one's income, and maybe I'll end up in one of those awful places with white vinyl floors and a kitchen in the corner of the living room and drug dealers next door cooking methamphetamine.

I already told my choir director (the joy of my life is choir and singing) that if--when--gas gets up to $4 a gallon, I must only come to church on Sundays and skip rehearsals, which is a shame because the rehearsals are more fun, because they are all singing and no (a confession) boring prayers and sermons in between singing.

Church is 25 miles away.

We need trains back.

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

25 miles away? Good grief. I sort of imagined you tootling down to the end of the block.

Inflation is getting scary. We're trying to cut back. I just ate muesli for my evening meal.

Bread is one thing I won't compromise on. I hate the taste and consistency of cheap bread. We almost always buy the stuff that's baked in-store.