What a palaver.
Today I was due to meet my friends, Nina and Dawn for lunch.
But when I got up at 8 am to walk the dog I smelt gas.
I phoned the emergency number and within an hour a lovely young man had come to investigate.
Yes, we had a leak.
He discussed knocking down walls and lifting up floorboards.
And then he offered to see if he could isolate the leak.
One life story and a coffee (two sugars) later.
The leak was no more.
I mentally totted up the amount of money I had saved and promptly ordered a dress from the Karen Millen sale.
Fortunately, I was able to enjoy my lunch with Nina and Dawn and even picked up a onsie for my son.