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.