Mar 19, 2013 20:27
In accordance with the law of household devices, our combi boiler had a freakout on Sunday morning. While the rads are fine, the magic thing that diverts the hot water to the sinks and shower (and the electronics that make the activity LEDs act like a Cylon trying to look round a corner) is refusing to play.
Cinsequonty I have had yet another ablute in a bucket followed by a thankfully brief cold shower.
I was going on (as one does) to Ma about the terrible injustice of it all, when she laughed and reminded me that she grew up with no mains water, no electricity and hot water (such as it was) supplied by coal-fired range. Our walk-in shower would have been considered a space-module or complex piece of scientific apparatus with no obvious function.
gas oven,
potentiometer,
hot enough for ducks