Winter Warmers

Another day entirely spent confined in a conference room full of health and safety professionals feeling no fancy for the fun of photography, and then back to a cold, cold house. Yes, the central heating boiler is still on the blink. The man came, and looked, and went away again.

I was taken mid-shiver by the coincidental similarity in the colours of the knitting and the dial thermometer I'd set to check the temperature in the lounge. As you can see, the hippy is too cold, man. Not sure actually what the knitting will turn into, but I'm betting it'll be warmer than me.

Now, off out to visit friends with a 'real gas fire'. And tomorrow, perhaps a man with a spare part...