Cold as Ice

Arrived home at 7.30pm this evening after two days in London to find that the boiler had chosen the coldest day of the year so far to stop working.

Thankfully Nigel our plumber was a super star and came out to me. A hacksaw through the condenser pipe and all back working.

The house is freezing and I hadn't blipped so I staged this one as it depicted how I feel.

Hope the forecasters get it wrong with the amount of snow, Robt is due home tomorrow from Vienna so fingers and icy toes crossed that flights and trains keep running.