It never rains but it pours.
Got home to discover a note from our downstairs neighbours. Seems the boiler here died, spewing water all over the place, flooding downstairs and shorting their electricity.
Oh dear.
We've had troubles with the heating and the water since I moved in, and this one kinda caps them all. So here I am, in a freezing cold flat, with no water, no heating, and no hot water bottle.
Fleeing to T'Other's tomorrow where it is warm and I can shower without catching hypothermia.
Aaaah, fun.
Death of a boiler
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Suw, I started to answer your question, where to go, and you stole the words right off my very lips … !
Suw wrote:> “Fleeing to T'Other's tomorrow where it is warm and I can shower without catching hypothermia”
You're not having much luck with this heating lark, are you?
Well, the boiler dying gave me a good excuse to stay with T'Other, where I currently am and where it is nice and warm, so frankly, it's done me a favour. 😉
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