I Think we have been conned . . .

I had thought of a MonoMonday blip last night, but when I looked out of our bedroom window at quarter past eight this morning I saw this.  I think there are about fourteen contrails there, going in multiple directions.
 
Much of a laundry and catchup day today.  The water board had misread our meter to the extent that we could have been paying for this last period of water at the increased prices that we are expecting shortly.  I pleased to say the Anglia Water responded promptly to my snotagram and have issued us with a £20 credit for our troubles.
 
Chilly-con-beanie for tea tonight, I’m trying a new formula.