Thursday, 11 February 2010

Ice age

Brrrr. After seeing us right through the coldest January that I've known in Southampton, our boiler's decided to pack up today. And just when we were about to have a few days off work too. Our hopes are now pinned on a visit tomorrow from British Gas that will revive the ailing machine and allow us to make something of the weekend.

Getting academic about it for a moment, because we typically have an open fire going in the living room, the rest of the house usually feels (relatively) cold. But now that the central heating's on the fritz, it's abundantly clear just how much of a difference it normally makes to things.

Clearly my years in the south have officially softened me up too much.

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