So ‘they’ are predicting more snow and bitterly cold weather for the UK – this was gleefully announced to me at work yesterday by someone who enjoys being the bearer of bad tidings (the boss). And guess what? I arrived home yesterday evening to find the boiler has finally given up the ghost. So, no heating, no hot water. There is no other means of heating the flat (I would love a real fire, but the fireplaces were blocked up about 70 years ago – this used to be an auction house). I have had to get the Painter to lift the big old friendly stockpot down off the cupboard top and fill it with water so I can keep it simmering on the hob so that I can at least wash the most essential things (ie, us and things to eat off or cook with). On the plus side, in order to keep warm I am going to have to throw myself into some housework – a rare occurrence indeed as I can usually find something more interesting to do than cleaning – so by the end of the weekend the house may be freezing, but it should also be sparkling. I may even get all proud and post pics!
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