My flat has had its power meter upgraded. I’m going to miss the slowly turning aluminium disc and pointer dial system of the electromechanical induction watt-hour meter. We’ll always have Paris.
The replacement has its own broadband connection but isn’t the really smart type, like the ones that can turn off the hot water cylinder at certain times to save power. It’s not really about saving power, is it?
Still, it’s a vote of confidence that the flat will still be here in six months.