Me (washing up): So, I thought we could get a new kettle.
Him Indoors (reading paper on sofa): Mmm Hmm
Me: It’s this new ecokettle?
Me: And it only boils the amount of water you need?
Me: Which is more environmentally friendly?
Me: Thing is, they’re £34 and we don’t really need a new…
HI: What?? (Newspaper crashes to floor, sofa rebounds to full height with a thunk of weary springs. Wilb exits at full gallop, stage left.)
Me: Well we don’t really need a new kettle, so it’s quite expensive.
HI: What does it do?
Me: It only boils the amount of water you…
HI: Well just put less in the kettle!
Conversation over. And he makes a good point. The ecokettle‘s major selling point is that it can boil “Exactly The Right Amount Of Water Every Time You Boil!” Which is fabulous, but I concede that I could just remember not to fill the thing up to flooding point every time I fancy a coffee.
Him Indoors looks smug. He always looks smug when he’s successfully pointed out another example of my whimsical ludicrousness. So, quite a bit then. Crisis averted, he returns to his sofa. I gaze out of the window, wondering whether being green is more exciting if it involves spending money I don’t really have. Well isn’t everything?