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The end of October and the start of November almost has a strange sensation - the clocks have gone back one hour and the evenings start earlier; trick or treaters and fireworks are out and about; and newsreaders on the TV are wearing poppies. And it's got cold all of a sudden hence the heating. I came back home after shopping today and I couldn't believe that one of my neighbours had his windows open!
The heating in my flat has always been dodgy - I obviously have it switched off during summer because of the warmer weather, and as a result, the boiler seems to cut itself off from the heating supply during the summer months and by the time I do need to work in the autumn, it doesn't - obviously I wouldn't have it on all year round so that it doesn't do that. I have emailed the Housing Association every year, and they have to send someone from maintenance to come to my flat, do a few things with the boiler and make heating come out of the radiators for the first time in several months, although when it does, it feels great and it feels like home! This year they did the deed on Tuesday, and I suppose it is like witnessing Blackpool Illuminations being switched on - almost a big event.
But there is something about coming home to a warm place - I hated living at my old place because of its inner-city location, but the one thing that I do miss from the family home was the gas fire in the living room which really warmed up the room in no time at all. And of course, a lovely hot running bath with a capful of Radox poured in while the water is running, and hey presto! - it's like having a jacuzzi. Mind you, the central heating as it is arranged means that my bedroom isn't as warm as the one I had where I lived previously, mostly because the airing cupboard was in the same room. I have a portable heater from Argos which isn't very friendly to one's electricity bill, but at least I don't feel as if I am halfway to the Queen's Medical Centre due to a hypothermia diagnosis.
Now I am thinking about November and December, and yes, I am wondering how cold it will be on the day of the General Election - I know that it did snow on that day two years ago, and so it makes me wonder. I also think about how much it does cost to keep one's heating on each day - I know that sue to harassment from utility companies knocking on my door in the early 2000s, I nearly had a different gas and electricity supplier for each day of the week, and I know that Watchdog covered it at the time.
No, I think that it is worth paying a little extra on the gas bill - I am with British Gas, mostly because it is like the BT, Royal Mail, or BBC of gas and electricity companies, i.e. Britain's most recognised brand within its genre. This time of year means to me having the heating on, while drinking a Cup-a-Soup. At Christmas, when visiting relatives on Boxing Day, I come back in the evening, put the kettle on and relax and watch the Royal Institution Christmas Lectures on BBC Four, being thankful that life exists.
Does anyone else feel a form of relaxation at this time of year simply due to central heating and hot running water in their home?
The heating in my flat has always been dodgy - I obviously have it switched off during summer because of the warmer weather, and as a result, the boiler seems to cut itself off from the heating supply during the summer months and by the time I do need to work in the autumn, it doesn't - obviously I wouldn't have it on all year round so that it doesn't do that. I have emailed the Housing Association every year, and they have to send someone from maintenance to come to my flat, do a few things with the boiler and make heating come out of the radiators for the first time in several months, although when it does, it feels great and it feels like home! This year they did the deed on Tuesday, and I suppose it is like witnessing Blackpool Illuminations being switched on - almost a big event.
But there is something about coming home to a warm place - I hated living at my old place because of its inner-city location, but the one thing that I do miss from the family home was the gas fire in the living room which really warmed up the room in no time at all. And of course, a lovely hot running bath with a capful of Radox poured in while the water is running, and hey presto! - it's like having a jacuzzi. Mind you, the central heating as it is arranged means that my bedroom isn't as warm as the one I had where I lived previously, mostly because the airing cupboard was in the same room. I have a portable heater from Argos which isn't very friendly to one's electricity bill, but at least I don't feel as if I am halfway to the Queen's Medical Centre due to a hypothermia diagnosis.
Now I am thinking about November and December, and yes, I am wondering how cold it will be on the day of the General Election - I know that it did snow on that day two years ago, and so it makes me wonder. I also think about how much it does cost to keep one's heating on each day - I know that sue to harassment from utility companies knocking on my door in the early 2000s, I nearly had a different gas and electricity supplier for each day of the week, and I know that Watchdog covered it at the time.
No, I think that it is worth paying a little extra on the gas bill - I am with British Gas, mostly because it is like the BT, Royal Mail, or BBC of gas and electricity companies, i.e. Britain's most recognised brand within its genre. This time of year means to me having the heating on, while drinking a Cup-a-Soup. At Christmas, when visiting relatives on Boxing Day, I come back in the evening, put the kettle on and relax and watch the Royal Institution Christmas Lectures on BBC Four, being thankful that life exists.
Does anyone else feel a form of relaxation at this time of year simply due to central heating and hot running water in their home?
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