Musings on health, heating and frugality

Had trouble sleeping last night as my head was cold. The floors of our farmhouse are also the ceilings and because no fire was lit in the front room last night, my bedroom didn’t get heated. Spent night wrestling with sheets and pillows and trying to keep my nose warm.

Awoke to sparking silver landscape – so rare now to see for us. A fine fingernail of moon hung on the tiniest of rouged cloudlets. Sky the palest of blues. Windows running with wet.

Leaving Normal


Tues 23 December 2014

2 degrees

Had trouble sleeping last night as my head was cold.  The floors of our farmhouse are also the ceilings and because no fire was lit in the front room last night, my bedroom didn’t get heated.  Spent night wrestling with sheets and pillows and trying to keep my nose warm.

Awoke to sparking silver landscape – so rare now to see for us.  A fine fingernail of moon hung on the tiniest of rouged cloudlets.  Sky the palest of blues.  Windows running with wet.

When the technician came to take the readings for the diagnostic reports, he asked how many stères of wood (one stère is a cubic metre) and couldn’t believe it when we said about six.  He said he couldn’t possibly prepare a Diagnostic Performance Energetique showing that consumption because it would indicate that the house was thermally efficient, which is it…

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