Day Twenty Two
The Arrival: After a two week hiatus - the brand new toilet, newly connected to water, now a block of solid ice. The nearly-but-not-quite-empty kettle now also ice. Olive oil also frozen solid. Took two kettle's worth of boiling water to defrost the toilet (and one initial one to defrost the kettle itself).
Afterwards: Unlike Day One , and technically also Day Two, the tiny blow heaters took a mere 2 hours to defrost the building as well as the olive oil. This is progress.
What Happened Then: Electric blanket on, heaters on, hot water bottles filled. Lights off. 3 hours later we wake up to pitch darkness and the coldest room imaginable. Completely oppressive freezing air. The main fuse had gone (again), but this time unnoticed and clearly a long long time earlier. Electric blanket now off, heaters off, hot water bottles on the wane. Absolute blackest black night. The coldest floor tiles possible standing between the bed and the fuse box. The most terrible wake up of all time - never ever again!
An Aside: Would never normally post up a photo of a toilet bowl - but it was entirely brand new and unused, so it seemed acceptable at the time. It won't happen again.