We’ve been putting this decision off for a while now, even as the weather has been lovely and sunny, and the kitchen has been approaching T** H**. And it makes sense, because we’re going away for a few days, and it’s just sitting there burning oil, and we’re trying to cut down our emissions and everything. And it’s been a long time – ooh, days – since I’ve wanted to sit with my back to it to get warm of an evening. And there’s always an outside chance – if we don’t let it get too gunked up – that we can relight it if we really, really have to. If we have a summer like last year’s, for instance.
But even so, it just feels WRONG to turn off the Rayburn before it turns itself off. And somehow, even though I’ve said the time has come, and the kettle has whistled for the last time, and we’re going to be heading off soon, we haven’t – yet – actually turned it off.
We will though. I mean, in a minute. Quite soon, anyway. Well soonish.
Maybe I’ll just go and sit with my back to it for a few minutes first, for old times’ sake.
Think of the price of oil per litre, that’ll help you with your decision – what is it down there – my last fill was 50odd p per litre.
We have the opposite problem, I no longer am an AGA/Rayburn person and we have a big kitchen with a BIG radiator which DOESN’T WORK so it’s bleeding freezing all year round – the heart of the house my a**e…. but with the money I’ll save from having switched off the oil central heating for the summer I’ll be able to get a plumber in to fix the radiator before next winter I HOPE.
Good luck with the plumber – ours took several months to sort out the radiators. Worth it in the end.
Anyway, the deed has been done and the coup de grace administered. Stand by for a late frost…
Yes, if I had my time again, I would train as a plumber instead of a philosopher and as a mechanic instead of an actor, that way I’d be more useful as regards self-sufficiency and have more time to devote to gardening which is what I’d do instead of writing. How could I have got it so wrong? Actually, I’d be a farmer so that shows that I have a masochistic streak in me that NOT being a writer wouldn’t have done away with. I hear FANKLE is getting folks in bigtown arts in a fankle… this town ain’t big enough for the both of us….. ha ha ha….. GO GIRL. We stand united against the oppressors.
I don’t know about where you are but it back to cold here! We should have known
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