Fire Drill

It was a case of everyone out as I passed this Quartermile office block (Q1) this morning. No fire engines came or went while I waited at the adjacent bus stop, so it was probably a test run which I hoped the people from the gym at the back of the  building appreciated as they stood outside shivering in skimpy clothing. 

I was so annoyed at the temerity of RBS to put up my home insurance premium yesterday by 55% that I phoned them and asked why. I told them no claims had been made and everything insured was constant. Almost immediately the person on the other end told me they could reduce the premium by nearly £50. It seems (as most people already know) that if you are a loyal customer the business will treat you as a mug. Unless the  customer queries it, nothing is done. To me that is immoral trading.
I only wish I had threatened to leave the RBS scheme and find insurance somewhere else, whereupon I might have got more of a reduction but I guess they know that people like me can’t be bothered with the hassle of change.

It’s Friday again and my TGIF drink awaits.