Summary

This year, all seven weeks of it so far...

We started off with dear heart having appalling tummy upsets and little bear being full of cold and effectively house bound. If you could see the street we live in you would understand why we couldn't get out in the snow and ice. Then dear heart had to drive to and from work in dreadful conditions, sometimes taking two or three times the normal time. That was when the gear box completely failed.

Then I tore the ligament in my ankle. Three days later the central heating completely stopped working. Coincidentally that is also when we lost water as the scallies who tried to steal the pipes from the empty house at the back cut our water supply off.

That was when we started to get problems with mice, presumably disturbed by the disturbance at the back. Then little bear went down with conjunctivitis. He was very poorly but couldn't get the sleep he needed because his room was too cold for him to go to and I couldn't get him to sleep on the settee.

The immersion heater that should have kept us in hot water failed to live up to its promise. Baths are skimpy at best.

We have a broken dvd, heater and printer. The dvd has suffered a great deal from little bear, the heater was a cheap one and keeping little bear warm over night on low took its toll and the printer had been infested with mice.

Dear heart has really suffered from dreadful colds.

Little bear was nearly hospitalised last week with an extremely high temperature. He desperately needs more naps in his room, but the room is too cold. He wakes in the night when he kicks his bedclothes off and becomes cold. Before the central heating broke if it was on twice a day it kept the general temperature in his room above a certain level, as the room retained heat.

Evil cat is looking poorly again.

I think I am suffering from an advanced case of self pity. I wish there was less material to work on.