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Monday, November 19, 2007

I've got a problem with the old boiler...

Coat Of Not Many Colours
But to take my mind off it, here's a picture of Lisa in her new coat. The Night Fisherman look is apparently in this season.

Anyhoo, back to my boiler. As of last night when I ran myself a bath, got in, and spent two minutes experiencing the medicinal benefits of Scandinavian ice swimming, I've been aware that my water's not heating up properly. True, it's given me a good excuse not to do the washing up for twenty-four hours, but by mid afternoon I'd tired of twiddling knobs on the boiler, looking at a pilot light which won't, and holding my hand under a running tap which seems to be on a direct line from Siberia.

So I got on to my slumlord and his representative (I forget her name) and they promised to send a man around forthwith.

That was at 3pm. At 4pm I received the news I'd been waiting for:

The gasman's on holiday until December 3rd.