This winter’s low temperatures allowed us to appreciate the Second Law of Thermodynamics (“That you can't pass heat from the cooler to the hotter”- Flanders and Swann). Chez Bonden is only twelve years old but the insulation codes were never framed for the minus teens.
Night after night the furnace’s thermostat overrode the timer to ensure we didn’t freeze our little asses off. Forcing me to turn off two major downstairs radiators at night since they were clearly wasting money. Alone, we closed all interior doors but visits from grandson Zach undermined this.
Two weak points. Heat poured out through the front door letter-slot despite the box which brother Sir Hugh created and installed. Far worse were the dining room French windows. Although double-glazed they offer token protection compared with the triple glazing I noticed on a visit to Sweden where the glass spacing was twice that of mine. The ad hoc solution was to keep the full-length curtains pulled to. Very effective although there was a sense of the Miss Havishams as we gloomily lunched.
I envisage a couple of small tasks in April. For the man I call in, of course.
BETTER IN 2011? The surgeon’s knife struck three times during 2010, annulling the family-wide dinner marking my seventy-fifth and, later, our golden wedding celebrations. After an early hiccup Mrs BB’s sight is back to where it was and a couple of days ago I got this email from Younger Daughter (Occasional Speeder): Went to see consultant yesterday. Had lovely internal examination and lots of prodding and poking. All worth it as absolutely nothing there “Consider yourself cured” he said and I banged my head against the x ray display machine in happiness
Night after night the furnace’s thermostat overrode the timer to ensure we didn’t freeze our little asses off. Forcing me to turn off two major downstairs radiators at night since they were clearly wasting money. Alone, we closed all interior doors but visits from grandson Zach undermined this.
Two weak points. Heat poured out through the front door letter-slot despite the box which brother Sir Hugh created and installed. Far worse were the dining room French windows. Although double-glazed they offer token protection compared with the triple glazing I noticed on a visit to Sweden where the glass spacing was twice that of mine. The ad hoc solution was to keep the full-length curtains pulled to. Very effective although there was a sense of the Miss Havishams as we gloomily lunched.
I envisage a couple of small tasks in April. For the man I call in, of course.
BETTER IN 2011? The surgeon’s knife struck three times during 2010, annulling the family-wide dinner marking my seventy-fifth and, later, our golden wedding celebrations. After an early hiccup Mrs BB’s sight is back to where it was and a couple of days ago I got this email from Younger Daughter (Occasional Speeder): Went to see consultant yesterday. Had lovely internal examination and lots of prodding and poking. All worth it as absolutely nothing there “Consider yourself cured” he said and I banged my head against the x ray display machine in happiness
7 comments:
"Consider yourself cured”....... wonderful words.
Oh yes! I'm happy to hear that wonderful news!
One day you might be inclined to post an account of heat exchangers and how they can clog up in central heating systems such as ours. Glad you are keeping warm.
Great to hear the news!
Our wooden windows (historic, thus non replaceable) are a heat drain - curtains, blinds and occasional pillows keep the drafts from whistling around the house, but I still wear a scarf sometimes while I type. Today it is a balmy 4C here though, no scarf needed.
So very happy for OS and her good news - and for the relief it brings to her parents, as well.
Oh dear - the occasional speeder doesn't crave the spot light. But the kind messages have warmed this coldest of Gloucestershire corners. Now when can I push the Skoda over 100mph?
All: I am delighted that OS has answered on her own behalf and I add my thanks for your good wishes. As to the Skoda question, the answer is no.
Plutarch: Pondering Gorgon Times (and its successor) my mind is full of readership concerns. Would there, as Bryan Hope might ask, be a market for what you propose?
Julia: Atavism can cost you. Though let's hope this is not measured in lost finger-tips.
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