I feel the cold. Iām living with someone who doesnāt. This makes for some interesting cohabitation!
As autumn creeps in and mornings and evenings begin to get cooler, thatās when the debate about heating the home begins. When friends share their bravado about waiting until October or even November before turning on their heating, I wait for my husbandās usual response!
āOur heating has been on since Septemberā, heāll pronounce!
āNot continuouslyā, Iāll find myself apologising. āOnly if itās coldā.
āAnd thatās our problem,ā my husband will say, with a pained expression. āItās not what I or anyone else on the planet would call cold!ā
And here weād go again! For over thirty years I have tried to toughen up and become a true Brit! Perhaps if I ignored the cold and just wore a light jumper around the house my body would acclimatise? That didnāt work! I tried wearing thick clothing but felt like a wobbly man. Movement was restricted and simple tasks assumed Herculean proportions.
The thermostat at the bottom of the stairs has caused so many arguments that I now accept it as part of my winter trials and tribulations. The house is warm when I wake up but the heating doesnāt stay on all day. Iāll walk passed the thermostat and turn it back on.
A while later by husband will erupt. āItās like the centre of a volcano in this house. Iām about to spontaneously combust!ā
Iād hear the click of the thermostat and wait for the radiators to cool down again.
But it probably isnāt necessarily my husbandās fault that he doesnāt feel the cold, ever! His parentsā house was never warm. In fact, his mother was in her nineties and still set her heating to come on in the morning for two hours and then two hours again in the evening, no matter what the temperature was inside or out! I have sat in her house wearing a fur coat, gloves, thick socks and boots to try and thaw out! Yet when she visited us she would always comment on our lovely warm home!
But I think I might have found the solution. It will be eco friendly and cost effective! Martin Lewis, the financial whiz kid, said that we should keep our bodies warm and not our homes! Really? Easier said than done! His suggestion was a visit to M&S for some decent thermal underwear! I wonder if he has been paid a hefty commission?
So off I went to Marks! I was pleasantly surprised that the vests and socks werenāt too thick. I then visited their jumper department and bought a few soft, warm but not bulky, jumpers. I came home sporting quite a few bags. An expensive day out but I saw it as an investment which Iām sure will eventually prove cost effective! This is what I told my husband when I saw his raised eyebrows!
So, has Martin Lewisā theory worked? Iām definitely not as cold, which isnāt rocket science! Iām still feeling a bit overdressed but wearing a lot less layers! So perhaps winter has finally lost its sting? Maybe not completely but the thermostat at the bottom of the stairs has become less of an issue!
However, winter does offer one large positive. Nothing quite beats sitting in front of a roaring fire. As a real treat I recline on the sofa opposite and watch as darting orange flames reflect through my glass of red wine. I lean back and, through half closed eyes, see sparks ricocheting off glowing embers and shooting up into the chimney. Very hypnotic and very relaxing! The best mindfulness experience if stressed, or just, simply, to enjoy the ambiance! Highly recommended!
The Christmas cards we received in South Africa often showed beautiful snowy scenes and, usually, as we were baking in the middle of a summer heat wave, made me long for a white Christmas! The first poem I ever wrote, as an eight year old, was about winter. Out of the blue I remembered it one morning a couple of weeks ago!
It was a cold, cold day near the end of May
The trees were white with snow and the bitter winds did blow
Snowflakes fell from the skies and I knew that I must rise
To see the wonderful sight that had happened during the night
The snow on those South African Christmas cards definitely looked better in pictures or from the inside of a warm house. Weāve passed the shortest day but need to get through the next couple of months!
So, on that cheerful note Iād like to wish everyone all the very best for 2023! Hopefully it will be a good one and we can stay warm and the lights wonāt go out!