It’s foggy and miserable here in Essex as my least favourite month of the year – February – approaches, but a little story my mother told me gladdened my heart.
Remember the TalkTalk saga? I’d thought it ended with the nice cheque they sent me, but not so. The other day in deepest darkest Ireland, my parents’ phone rang and it was – guess who, somebody representing TalkTalk from an Indian call centre, asking for my mother. A brave soul. My Dad handed over the phone to my mum who stood there patiently listening to the gentleman caller while Dad pottered off to watch TV. But after about 10 minutes he heard a loud voice in the hallway, shouting: “NOW, YOU LISTEN TO ME, DUCKIE!” Dad was startled to realise the shouting was coming from my mother. Normally yelling down the phone at people is my Dad’s department…
But the unsuspecting caller had foolishly attempted to sell my darling mother the TalkTalk line rental package with ‘free broadband internet’. The same one I got TalkTalked into. He spent some time extolling its virtues until poor Mamma could listen no more. “YOU PEOPLE CHARGED MY DAUGHTER FOR SERVICES SHE DIDN’T RECEIVE AND THEN SET DEBT COLLECTORS ON HER!! HOW DARE YOU CALL US!!!” My furious mother yelled at the poor guy. Hilariously, his reply was – “Er, well, madam, that’s just your opinion.” My mother was indignant: “IT’S NOT OPINION, THESE ARE THE FACTS!!!” She boomed. And for once in the call centre operator’s career, he managed to put the phone down before the customer did! I did laugh…And I felt very chuffed at my mother’s spirited reaction to my plight. Thank goodness it is all over now. Phew!
Well, the living on the state pension challenge continues apace. This week has so far been better than last week. After spending nothing on Wednesday & Thursday (hooray!) I cracked and spent £10 on some groceries and £4.00 on two magazines on Friday, which was a bit naughty but at least kept me amused on Saturday. Then on Sunday a slight mistake was sending DJ off unsupervised to do some panic grocery shopping before our friends came over for Sunday lunch. He spent £41 – before you tell me off, only £8 of that was spent on the ingredients for Sunday lunch for five, the rest was on other household items. But I’d been hoping we’d only spend about £30 like Our Christinedoes each week. Ho hum. Still, that’s £55 spent and there’s another £49.55 left, but I’m planning on booking the car in for a service and want to save as much from the budget to cover that as possible.
I’m sorely missing the Blykmobile I was trialling too which gives you 217 texts and 43 call minutes free each month in exchange for adverts linked to your user profile. Mine was a medical student’s! It was great, especially if you only use it occasionally for sending texts. And I was surprised to find that the adverts weren’t actually irritating. Unfortunately at the moment it’s only available for the 16-24 age group but I hope they considering bringing out others for the older age groups.
Right – off to Argos to invest in a little electric heater now to keep my feet warm. Visiting the Age Concern day centre tomorrow so will tell you all about my adventures there.