As a space saving solution for our new kitchen, I had our cooker's gas bottle placed outdoors, with the rubber supply tube going through the two foot thick stone wall. I had insisted on a gas hob, and an electric oven. But the cold weather has unearthed a problem; the pressure valve on the gas bottle has frozen-up, and unless I go out in the freezing cold and pour hot water over it, we have no gas supply to the hob.
The compact Royce has been moved to the shelter of the barn, the wood shed is piled high with sawn and split logs, and Cro is wearing 3, yes 3, thermal vests. Winter has arrived.
Luckily we also have a wood-fired oven in the kitchen, which not only cooks, but also warms one half of the house. So my Sunday morning fried breakfast was safe; even if it was consumed a little later than usual.
How I hate the cold, and snow in particular! I'M STAYING INDOORS.