Have you ever tried ringing your electricity company? Mind
you finding their number is not straightforward. Online it offers a bot (robot)
to answer your questions, or you could try Frequently asked Questions, or an
online forum. I waded my way through these and my question was still not
answered so then I phoned.
I rang and put my phone on speaker and got on with my work.
When I finally heard someone, I was concentrating so much on something else
that I almost missed his ‘Hello. Can I help you?’. He did help and I got my
credit back. My bill has been overcharged again because I am saving electricity.
Thinking about electricity, we are replacing our high wattage
light bulbs with low energy efficient ones. Going through the house I am
surprised to find that some are 70 watts. The more modern ones save more energy
than our old ones. I have never considered it until now, but I imagine some are
about twenty years old.
I remember a friend of mine many years ago being given a ‘bulb
for life’ – it was an energy saving one and it was such a novelty that she
loved getting it as a gift. I wonder if she still has it and if so, has she
checked the energy use? Can you imagine being given a light bulb for a birthday
present these days? I remember it was very exciting to us all at the time when
we used 200-watt bulbs.
But the approach of the darker nights and signs of colder
weather are not very exciting. However, the mosses are in their element. Cool
and dark are just the right conditions for them to grow. Every morning I see
more. The drive has become green, seemingly overnight, with the mosses crawling
surreptitiously into the middle.
My cooking apple tree trunk has gone frilly and green and as
the tree leaves drop the moss seems to climb higher into the branches. I can
see mosses growing on our patio too and they are there on our summer sunny concrete
paving slabs especially in the cracks. It seems as if mosses were dead and dry in
the summer but when damp weather came, they revived as if by magic. All they
need is water and carbon dioxide to live. It is so easy for them they get everything
they need from the air.
Our hedges have been trimmed at last. The tractor with its
cutting and shredding equipment has been up and down our lane. Only twig
skeletons are left behind showing up the, once hidden, little birds’ nests made
last spring from our rootless moss.
(Taken from my column in the Shropshire Star)