British Gas doesn’t make allowances for toads. They don’t care that whenever I open my meter cupboard, I risk the toad jumping in my face.
They say, “Just ignore it; we need a reading.”
I say, “If you want a reading, send a man.”
They say, “Our workers are not insured for potential toad injuries.”
I say, “What about me?”
They say, “You don’t need insurance; it’s your house.”
So, we go round in circles, and I keep getting estimated bills, and the toad lives happily in the cupboard and occasionally sees my frightened face peering in, wondering if I dare…
Very funny. It reminded me of Larkin’s poem “Toads.”
Thank you so much. 🙂
This is excellent. I toadally enjoyed it.
*groan
Thank you x
I love it! Representative of our modern inconveniences these post pandemic days. Also, nicely written. Write more!
Thanks… this was a result of my mum having terrible trouble reading her meter… long story, but this one is not. Ha ha.
Nicely done!
Thank you
Love this!!! Adorable story to start my day. Thank you!!
Wonderfully weird. I thoroughly enjoyed it.
Lol… good read… kudos…
Charming, and just right! Thank you.
Lovely mischievous little read xx
A wonderful mischievous little read xx
Gorgeous opening line!
Charming! Thoroughly enjoyed this
Never thought I’d stumble on you here, Debbi. Nice one! But what’s wrong with toads? Nice intelligent creatures. Get over it!
This month I have got an inflated bill because they could not read the meter.
And l am not insured.
If you don’t pay the bill, will your electricity be toad away? 😉