Last week Tony and Jude came to stay for a couple of nights on their way back to Scotland.
I took them on a tour of Lincoln, starting with the cathedral; lunch at Stokes on the Lawn; before walking down the back streets to Brayford Wharfe.
We headed back through town calling into the Usher Gallery. The car was parked on a side street at the top of Steep Hill so that was good exercise.
Over the weekend Helene and I went to a barn dance (my first ever). It was the celebration of my ex neighbours (Rothersthorpe) birthday.
I’m not a great dancer and a barn dance fills me with dread however Helene persuaded me to join in for at least a couple of the sets. Here you see us destroying the Gay Gordons but at least we’re laughing (hysterically and without alcohol).
Before Christmas, on the day I was travelling up to the Lake District, my smart gas meter stopped working (flat battery). It was replaced on the day however it refused to talk to the existing electric meter.
To get the meters to communicate, both meters had to be replaced. The technology to make smart meters talk to each other is quite sophisticated and according to the guy who fitted them not all solutions work. Thankfully he was able to get everything up and running within 2 hours. Now my meter readings are being sent to Octopus energy on an hourly basis. That’s smart.
