About mid-month, I receive bank and credit card statements, so spend a pleasant half hour of an evening ploughing through these and a pile of receipts, attempting to reconcile the whole shebang.
Much tippetty tapping ensues on the computer keyboard, an occasional frown crosses my visage when things don't add up and, as happened this evening, complete befuddlement occurs when something odd crops up.
We haven't paid for any electricity for two whole months... not a bean... narda... £0.00.
Now that's a tariff to savour.
'Cept it'll all end in tears, of course. So I sent a chatty email to the company who I thought were my energy provider and I'm now waiting for an electronic reply, or an urgent knocking at the door, or a loud "Ker chung!" as all power to OTT is shut dow