Gas
Our gas supplier is raising the price of its product by some ridiculous percentage. Time to get out the woolies.
I refuse to feed their shareholders' hunger.
Because central heating is very nice and all, but I lived the first ten years of my life without it. Later, as a young married, I spent three years in a draughty, decaying, unheated, Victorian vicarage in Cambridge- and If you can survive a fenland winter without buffering you can survive anything.
Ailz says we can go sit in the public library if it gets really cold.
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Remembering scraping out patterns on the ice that was on the inside of all the windows!
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Our gas bill came down quite a bit after we moved to them, although they put prices up a few months ago after a couple of years of not doing so, but at least there are no rich shareholders profiting from my need to be warm in the winter!
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I'd not heard of them before. Seems like this could be worth looking into.
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And she's right!
(BTW, I would have LOVED TO HAVE LIVED in a "draughty, decaying, unheated Victorian vicarage in Cambridge." My God how wonderful!)
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I could have written a romance novel there...
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We tend to do a lot of layerd bundling up in the winter inside, anyway. It's often warmer in the sun outside than in in Seville in January.
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But our British winters do seem to be getting warmer.
We did a trial run earlier this year- when the central heating went down (because, embarrassingly, we'd managed to flip the switch without noticing) and we managed OK.
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Or- rather- Ailz is. She's the practical one. My thinking doesn't extend much beyond piling on the sweaters and body-warmers....
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I am leaving.
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A friend of mine in a no-mains-gas area got an over-60s grant to instal Twin Economy heating (cheap electricity twice a day and storage heaters) and got into the routine of late lunch/early dinner and cooking in cheap time for a tiny freezer.
Then she moved to so-called sheltered accommodation which has gas central heating - so she doesn't use the central heating, because she can't possibly afford it, even with the £200 annual fuel allowance.
What's really mad is that the gas radiators aren't adjustable - she can't even turn one or another off, let alone down - so the only way of turning down the heating results in tepid washing up water. She leaves things in soak until she can use a kettle in cheap time.ses electric heaters (not radiant, of course!)on a timer, uses the electric shower in cheap time, and goes to bed early, because she can get up early, when the heater is on in cheap time.
Fortunately she joined a scheme whereby her electricity provider has undertaken not to raise the charges for another year. Also fortunately, she's fit enough to spend a lot of time on heated buses and in libraries.
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My mother's gloomy friend lent me a very gloomy book about how Western civilization is going to collapse once the oil runs out. I wasn't entirely convinced by the argument, but I do think there are hard times coming and we need to prepare for them.
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The gas system isn't on mains gas, so she can't even switch to a cheaper supplier - it's supplied to a dozen houses from a communal tank, property of the supplier.
To be fair, this system was presumably installed ata time when this was cheaper than electricity - there's also the problem that the area is subject to longish power cuts, owing to overhead cables and a windy salty environment.
My guess is that the lack of radiator adjustment was designed to circumvent their being turned off or up by accident or in confusion.