It is Day 2 in our household without central heating. And my body’s aching all over.

The engineer arrived before 11am and tinkered around for 10mins. Made some messy puddles of water. Then looked at me and said some-what-not is broken in the boiler. He doesn’t have the parts with him. Sensing what my follow-up question will be, he said that we wouldn’t have known about the problem until he fixed the first problem he saw yesterday.

Long story short, we will have to wait for another day to sort this out. In the meantime, I am here still in front of our only source of heat – the electric fireplace.

The funny thing is now I know the purpose of that silly night cap. pogiBoy and I slept with our wooly hats on.

I also discovered that you cannot use the mousepad if you’re wearing gloves.

Most importantly, in London where almost everything is antiquated, every household should have a portable heater. I already called hubby to buy two on the way home.

Telling my teammates I won’t be in the office tomorrow for the second time is an unpleasant task.