What did I say yesterday. My conspirarcy theory about electrical pulses. Our boiler went down today. It's minus two outside, we're all huddled in the front room with the fireplace on full pelt. The engineer can't come until the morning, so it's a thoroughly miserable day in the Joneses with no hot water or central heating. On the positive side, the Dunkirk spirit has kicked in, we're in a hole and we will jolly well make the most of it. Bring on 2009.
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