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bathroom radiator
Sep. 29th, 2007 04:51 pmAdrian-next-door's been here today taking out the radiator in the bathroom and installing a heated towel rail. He warned me that the towel rail wouldn't be very hot, but in fact it's so hot I can barely touch it.
We were talking about heating and I was telling him how high our fuel bills are. His are apparently about half the amount we pay by Direct Debit each month and his house is slightly larger. He says that as John is over 65, we may be eligible for some assistance with installing thermostatic radiator valves which I'm anxious to get done, and maybe even insulation board for the attic room ceilings. Apparently it's sometimes possible to get assistance replacing an ordinary combi boiler with a condensing boiler.
Although it's a rule in our house not to have the heating on until 1st. October, now we've actually had it on for Adrian to test the system, I've had to give in and say we can have it on this evening, otherwise I shall be the Bad Guy! I've turned it right down for when it comes on again. We had to have it on maximum while he checked the system and bled the radiators. All the radiators are working much more satisfactorily now. I wonder why it doesn't work like that when we bleed the radiators ourselves?
John is planning to finish the tiling tomorrow and put back things which have become displaced. We only need the door painted and the blind put up and it will finally be Finished!
I'm already planning my candlelit inaugural bath, with fluffy new towels for afterwards, but I need to get some nice smelly candles. Now! How to get some lovely relaxing music in there?
Morgan's been going stir-crazy because I've had to keep him locked up with me so that he couldn't make a complete nuisance of himself and get lost behind the skirting board. About half an hour ago he made a bid for freedom and managed to get out of the back door. I don't really want him out there till he's had his second lot of inoculations on Tuesday and even then Charles and I have agreed that until he's big and clever enough to use the cat-flap he can stay inside. I don't think it will be very long.
I'm feeling very tired today because Morgan kept me awake half the night galloping about, biting my fingers, licking my face (ugh! his breath is terrible!) and using my bag of recycling as a punch bag; then I had to be up and dressed bright and early to let Adrian in.
I thought he was going to bring his daughter to play with Morgan, but she didn't come.
Charles and I are fed up because again there's nothing on TV. We don't want to watch it all day and all night like some people do, but we would like to be able to find something to watch. Half an hour a week of French and Saunders, some of which is old stuff is just not good enough.
I've just remembered that Ugly Betty is starting again this week! Hurrah!
Oh well! I suppose I ought to go down and make the spaghetti bolognese for tonight's dinner.
We were talking about heating and I was telling him how high our fuel bills are. His are apparently about half the amount we pay by Direct Debit each month and his house is slightly larger. He says that as John is over 65, we may be eligible for some assistance with installing thermostatic radiator valves which I'm anxious to get done, and maybe even insulation board for the attic room ceilings. Apparently it's sometimes possible to get assistance replacing an ordinary combi boiler with a condensing boiler.
Although it's a rule in our house not to have the heating on until 1st. October, now we've actually had it on for Adrian to test the system, I've had to give in and say we can have it on this evening, otherwise I shall be the Bad Guy! I've turned it right down for when it comes on again. We had to have it on maximum while he checked the system and bled the radiators. All the radiators are working much more satisfactorily now. I wonder why it doesn't work like that when we bleed the radiators ourselves?
John is planning to finish the tiling tomorrow and put back things which have become displaced. We only need the door painted and the blind put up and it will finally be Finished!
I'm already planning my candlelit inaugural bath, with fluffy new towels for afterwards, but I need to get some nice smelly candles. Now! How to get some lovely relaxing music in there?
Morgan's been going stir-crazy because I've had to keep him locked up with me so that he couldn't make a complete nuisance of himself and get lost behind the skirting board. About half an hour ago he made a bid for freedom and managed to get out of the back door. I don't really want him out there till he's had his second lot of inoculations on Tuesday and even then Charles and I have agreed that until he's big and clever enough to use the cat-flap he can stay inside. I don't think it will be very long.
I'm feeling very tired today because Morgan kept me awake half the night galloping about, biting my fingers, licking my face (ugh! his breath is terrible!) and using my bag of recycling as a punch bag; then I had to be up and dressed bright and early to let Adrian in.
I thought he was going to bring his daughter to play with Morgan, but she didn't come.
Charles and I are fed up because again there's nothing on TV. We don't want to watch it all day and all night like some people do, but we would like to be able to find something to watch. Half an hour a week of French and Saunders, some of which is old stuff is just not good enough.
I've just remembered that Ugly Betty is starting again this week! Hurrah!
Oh well! I suppose I ought to go down and make the spaghetti bolognese for tonight's dinner.
