Twin Dogs and Credit Crunch

At last – technology permitted me to transmit the picture of Moll and her twin. Not that they took much notice of each other, but they are very similar. The other one is of the churchyard at Zennor and I hope gives a rough idea of the bleak beauty of the place. West Penwith at its best.

But to other more serious matters. The Credit Crunch. We are really noticing the pinch here, because everything has gone up and our income hasn’t. Or not enough. The very basic foods now cost a lot more and there isn’t much we can cut back on. We go to the pub very rarely, ditto eating out (unless paid for by dogsitting services) and I’m wondering what we can do.

Well, I am earning a bit more but because of the recent changes in the tax system, I will now be paying significantly more tax because I’m a low earner. Don’t you love the Chancellor?

However, Himself has the solution.

He came back from doing a job for a friend and said, “I know where we can cut back, Pop.”

I looked at him, full of hope.

“I asked Carole if she had any kitchen paper, and she said that she wasn’t really a kitchen roll sort of person.”

I waited for the mind blowing answer.

“So I thought, why do we buy kitchen rolls?” he said. “We can save several quid a week not buying those.”

I looked at him. “Good idea,” I said, ever mistress of the ironic. “And of course, you’ll be saving a lot of money now you’re cutting down so much on wine.”

He gave me a very old fashioned look then. And wisely kept quiet.