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Monday, October 20, 2008

Where did my snowman go?

Good news: The air-conditioning's going to be fixed.

Bad news: For some reason this requires our switching it off for six weeks.

Instead of sitting around in an overheated box with stale air being regurgitated every so often we're sitting around in an overheated box with stale air hanging stagnantly like fats on the landing.


The Topiary Cow said...

This is insane. Switched off for six weeks? Is that how long it takes to get the part ordered from China or something?

Gadjo Dilo said...

Hmmm, I'm seeing a scene from Body Heat, Kathleen Turner's just starting to look a bit wanton.

Lavinia said...

Isn't every building in England dotted with those adorable mullioned windows that you can crank open for fresh air?

Kevin Musgrove said...

Ms Cow: they have to be hand-wrought in clay baked on bonfires by the River Helminth.

gd: I think you're becoming overwrought. We're more Kathleen Harrison than Kathleen Turner.

Lavinia: we have ill-fitting boxy metal windows that we can't open. Quaint ain't the word.