Stares into the empty, woodburning stove as the heating comes on. It's June, the height of summer, and it is cold.
Twiddles thumbs.
Taps fingers.
Had better get this stove properly plumbed in before the gas becomes too expensive, fails due to maintenance, or is turned off by Putin.*
Always looking on the bright side.**
* Hello, gas works.
** I am, no really, it might not appear that way, and no I am not 'protesting too much', sheesh!
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