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Wednesday, October 4th, 2006
A plan no less!
Wednesday, October 4th, 2006 10:45 amI need a new duvet; an intermediate duvet. I think I was a bit chilly from time to time last night, which is why I am so tired this morning: I know I woke up a couple of times as I recall looking at the clock, but I also dozed off again.
Last winter it never got cold enough for me to break out my hyper-insulated 6,000 tog monster duvet and I got by quite happily with the summer duvet and tee shirts augmented by occasional use of the central heating. At the moment though, I keep eying the monster with trepidation. It is folded up on the floor next to the bed. We dragged it out for the exclusive use of Miss Furtle (it is getting too chilly of a night to wake up to find the preferred duvet wrapped around the loved one, while I chisel off encroaching ice sheets).
One duvet each, see: that was the idea.
Except that with two people and two double duvets, one of which is a monster (duvet, he says hastily) the bed suddenly becomes exceptionally crowded. Anyway, that worked for one night, but then even Miss Furtle gave up on it as 6,000 togs is just too much this side of an Arctic winter.
So we're back to square one.
This weekend I shall be investigating the possibility of two duvets – larger than singles, but smaller than doubles. The revised plan then: a duvet each, both with a few more togs than the summer one and both with far less of the lead-melty heat of the winter duvet.
And moon boots; I hate cold feet. Even occasional ones.
Cor.
Last winter it never got cold enough for me to break out my hyper-insulated 6,000 tog monster duvet and I got by quite happily with the summer duvet and tee shirts augmented by occasional use of the central heating. At the moment though, I keep eying the monster with trepidation. It is folded up on the floor next to the bed. We dragged it out for the exclusive use of Miss Furtle (it is getting too chilly of a night to wake up to find the preferred duvet wrapped around the loved one, while I chisel off encroaching ice sheets).
One duvet each, see: that was the idea.
Except that with two people and two double duvets, one of which is a monster (duvet, he says hastily) the bed suddenly becomes exceptionally crowded. Anyway, that worked for one night, but then even Miss Furtle gave up on it as 6,000 togs is just too much this side of an Arctic winter.
So we're back to square one.
This weekend I shall be investigating the possibility of two duvets – larger than singles, but smaller than doubles. The revised plan then: a duvet each, both with a few more togs than the summer one and both with far less of the lead-melty heat of the winter duvet.
And moon boots; I hate cold feet. Even occasional ones.
Cor.
A plan no less!
Wednesday, October 4th, 2006 10:45 amI need a new duvet; an intermediate duvet. I think I was a bit chilly from time to time last night, which is why I am so tired this morning: I know I woke up a couple of times as I recall looking at the clock, but I also dozed off again.
Last winter it never got cold enough for me to break out my hyper-insulated 6,000 tog monster duvet and I got by quite happily with the summer duvet and tee shirts augmented by occasional use of the central heating. At the moment though, I keep eying the monster with trepidation. It is folded up on the floor next to the bed. We dragged it out for the exclusive use of Miss Furtle (it is getting too chilly of a night to wake up to find the preferred duvet wrapped around the loved one, while I chisel off encroaching ice sheets).
One duvet each, see: that was the idea.
Except that with two people and two double duvets, one of which is a monster (duvet, he says hastily) the bed suddenly becomes exceptionally crowded. Anyway, that worked for one night, but then even Miss Furtle gave up on it as 6,000 togs is just too much this side of an Arctic winter.
So we're back to square one.
This weekend I shall be investigating the possibility of two duvets – larger than singles, but smaller than doubles. The revised plan then: a duvet each, both with a few more togs than the summer one and both with far less of the lead-melty heat of the winter duvet.
And moon boots; I hate cold feet. Even occasional ones.
Cor.
Last winter it never got cold enough for me to break out my hyper-insulated 6,000 tog monster duvet and I got by quite happily with the summer duvet and tee shirts augmented by occasional use of the central heating. At the moment though, I keep eying the monster with trepidation. It is folded up on the floor next to the bed. We dragged it out for the exclusive use of Miss Furtle (it is getting too chilly of a night to wake up to find the preferred duvet wrapped around the loved one, while I chisel off encroaching ice sheets).
One duvet each, see: that was the idea.
Except that with two people and two double duvets, one of which is a monster (duvet, he says hastily) the bed suddenly becomes exceptionally crowded. Anyway, that worked for one night, but then even Miss Furtle gave up on it as 6,000 togs is just too much this side of an Arctic winter.
So we're back to square one.
This weekend I shall be investigating the possibility of two duvets – larger than singles, but smaller than doubles. The revised plan then: a duvet each, both with a few more togs than the summer one and both with far less of the lead-melty heat of the winter duvet.
And moon boots; I hate cold feet. Even occasional ones.
Cor.
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