The Problem with Cash

In a world where Credit Cards are useless, Cash Machines are somewhere in the future and Contact-less Payment isn't even a dream, Cash is King.

Now I've lived with this for getting on for a year with no problem. I've come to accept that everyone has a couple of hundred quid on them and a pickpocket could make a fortune (but couldn't spend it without being caught!), I may have even blogged on the matter (I can't be bothered to check).

But, there is a problem. How many of you have put a fiver through the wash? Or a tenner? even a twenty? I bet most of you have, maybe even one or two of you (the richer ones) have washed a fifty? After work I quickly popped home to turn on the washing machine before running down to town. Half way to town - where did I put that roll of notes? I've just washed best part of £150!

Back in the UK I never had that much cash, and would remember where I put it if I did, and you just don't wash credit cards (do you?). Here £150 doesn't last long if the car needs diesel (it does, and I don't know if the garage will take wet money) and a bit of food, and breakfast... If it had been £500 I'd probably have remembered it before turning the machine on...

Perhaps it's lucky our money laundering laws are bit outdated - I wouldn't want to go to prison.

Update Tuesday

Well I had an odd look at the garage when I paid in damp notes, but they did accept it. Lucky it was the paper which was still wet - and not the Ink!

The Day I stopped Smiling...

...hasn't happened yet.

Back in January 'the day i stopped smiling' I reported I was only smiling evenings and weekends. I think my smile rating is going up rather than down. Just caught myself bouncing into the kitchen as I realised I didn't have to wait for my tea to be cooked as I'd already put it in.

My memory may be going a bit wonky, and I think my memory isn't as good as it was.

Oh and I seem to have more trouble remembering things.