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Dress the part

If it's cold in your house, why not wear a bloody hat?

It's morning, and I've just been watching the BBC Breakfast programme about people who are suffering from a lack of heating oil this year.

I feel sorry for these people - I really do. It's scandalous the way the price of heating oil isn't regulated in the same way as mains gas, etc. But watching people being interviewed, complaining about how cold their houses are, I can't help but notice that not one of them is dressed properly. 

If you live in the countryside, you can't twat about in a cotton blouse and a t-shirt indoors, wittering like a townie - you have to tog up. That means Aran or Shetland sweaters, hats, thick wool trousers, Ugg boots.

We are so used to this way of dressing in this neck of the woods that we don't even think about it, but it is, after all, only the way we all dressed when we were kids, before central heating became ubiquitous. 30 years ago, people didn't expect their whole house to be warm in winter - you heated only the space you were IN, and you stayed in that space.

Right now, I'm not yet dressed, and that means: full-length silk nightie, cashmere cowlneck sweater, beanie (this is my actual sleeping attire - if I slept without a hat, the cold would wake me up). Add to that Ugg boots, full-length wrap woolmix cardi worn as a dressing gown, and a calf-length wool kimono.

This might seem like overkill if you live in town, but our living room temperature is 13 degrees right now, after three hours of the central heating being on (it will now go off until tomorrow). However, I'm warm as toast. 12-14 degrees is pretty much as good as it gets here and I don't think of it as cold indoors until it drops to about 10 degrees.

In case you're wondering, the DH hasn't had a cold in years, and I only get bronchitis in summer. On the downside, we do find shops, offices and hospitals appallingly hot, stuffy and airless.

Another thing I notice from the telly is people's apparent reliance on only one form of heating. But you can't live in the countryside and rely on supplies - they can be disrupted for all kinds of reasons. You also have to order well in advance - you can't leave deliveries till the last minute and it looks like many people have been caught out in this way in Britain this year, with the suppliers running around like blue-arsed flies trying to do a month's deliveries in a week.

Here, we have tough winter weather - icy winds and well-below-freezing temperatures for days or weeks at a time - and if you're not prepared, you're buggered. The power also goes out at the first opportunity because cables run above ground in France. We therefore have a plentiful supply of candles and paraffin lamps, lots of bottled water (no electricity means no pump for our well) and four forms of heating: oil-fired central heating (which we use for just a few hours in the morning); electric blow heaters in the bedroom and office; a butane portable heater in the kitchen, and woodburners in the kitchen and living room. We also tried a fifth form - paraffin heating - but found it too smelly, and these days, we also have two types of wood fuel - logs and densified wood - so that we can ensure supply at any time of year.

Country people in England are learning the hard way this year how quickly everything can grind to a halt, as are many in town - it is only when the weather really bites that you become aware of how precariously we all cling to the illusion of civilisation.



Sod the planet, just give me the oil

I love my eco-friendly woodburner, but right now, I'd kill for some of the black stuff.

It's a bit cheeky of me to put today's blog in Fashion and Style section, given that any attempts at either are clearly out of the window at present.

The reason is, it's freezing. 

Actually, it's not really all THAT cold here, it's just that we don't have any central heating.

Last time we ordered fuel oil, it was 95 cents a litre. We could only afford 500 litres, so this is strictly used for hot water only and we have had to switch back to the woodburner as our main source of heat.

The problem is, the past few days we have absolutely chunked through wood and we can't afford to keep burning it at this rate - it is just not lasting anywhere near as long as I would like. We are currently lighting it at noon and putting the last log on about 10.00, but we can't really afford to light it till 5.00. And we really need to burn all day to keep the heat in. I don't know quite how cold this office is, because my thermometer doesn't go down far enough, but it's pretty bloody cold, I can tell you.

Also, the woodie may heat our living room admirably (in fact, by evening it's too hot to bear), but little of the heat comes upstairs to this office, so as I type today (I kid you not), I am wearing: undies and socks; long johns, velour sweatpants and an ankle-length knitted skirt; a thermal camisole, long-sleeved t-shirt, poloneck sweater, and long cardigan; then Uggs, a huge woolly ankle-length knitted dressing-gown, a woolly hat, and fingerless gloves. Stylish I'm not.

Dressing for the bedroom is proving another problem. Not the flannel pjs and poloneck sweater that I habitually sleep in now (yay - sexeee). These are doing a great job and when the weather drops below freezing, we can always leave the electric blanket on overnight. But the past few nights I've woken up with a crushing headache from the cold. The electric blow heater we're using to warm the room before bedtime seems to wear off about 4.00am, leaving me wide awake. Damn and blast it, I hadn't thought of this eventuality, for all that I grew up in a house where the water froze in your bedside glass. I am clearly getting wimpish.

Hmn. Time for a bed hat says my friend M. We both wore one in the recent cold snap (well, mine was a hood) and while I'm at it, why not a bedgown and a candle, so I can thoroughly look like Scrooge? Is this what it's come to? Talk about Victorian values.

Well, maybe not, actually. Fuel oil has dropped to 63 cents a litre, which brings it within reach again, so we are planning to order a thousand litres next week. What bliss even a LITTLE heat would be, even just setting the thermostat to come on when the temperature drops to 15 degrees or so. And warmth in the morning, that would be nice. And not having to stand in front of a blow heater to get dressed, warming up each item of clothing in turn... 

Ah yes. Sod the carbon footprint - just gimme the oil.


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