There are two things to make me leave the house today. A tea shortage and the lure of fire at the Duke.
I wish that I could go back to bed but it somehow seems wrong after showing and losing all one's warmth.
Update: it just started raining. If I wanted a cold shower I could just go back into my cold bathroom and once more attack the inadequate hot water tank.
My fingers are cold. Fuck it, the heater goes on now.
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Oh yes. The fire at The Duke is something spectacular. I prefer the outside one but that is just so that I can smoke cigarettes while I stare blankly into the flames.
I love those outside fires. I'm not going to be so keen on outside today though. No amount of fire makes up for cold and wet.
Accidentally 'leave' a stray electricity bill or two near the heater, and you can have your own, at-home fire, and not need to go out.
My heater is one of those nice oil jobbies that you can, say, dry sheets, socks, underwear, etc over without anything catching fire. I suspect the bill would be quite safe for a very long time.
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