27/01/2026
Just when we thought the weekend had already provided enough drama to last a lifetime, fate decided we were getting greedy and delivered another episode.
We attempted a simple luxury: turning the heating on in the morning. You know—warmth with the first cup of tea, getting dressed without questioning all our life choices.
The heating, however, chose violence.
It did nothing.
Tim consulted Uncle Google, who wasted no time in crushing our spirits: the leisure battery may have shuffled off this mortal coil.
Naturally, we’d love to buy a new one, but coming fresh off my birthday celebrations, our current budget stretches to approximately three AA batteries and a strong sense of hope.
Enter our heroic friends Lou and Guy, who—like battery-based guardian angels—had a spare one sitting in their garage after an upgrade. They generously handed it over, and for that we are eternally grateful. Please bear with us while we recover from this emotional rollercoaster.
Next challenge: charging the battery using the charger that Amazon claims arrived last night.
Proof of delivery shows… someone else’s front door.
So once we complete the side quest of Find That Parcel, we can continue.
Final task: remove the seat, fit the battery, and then—freedom.
Simple.
In theory.
If further drama unfolds, we’ll keep you updated. But knowing our luck, it should all go suspiciously smoothly…
See you soon (probably).
