… it was the coldest day of this winter thus far (about –13°C) and we got back home to a really chilly house. All the radiators are now at full blast, so the bedroom feels OK, as does the corner of the living room that’s closest to the radiators. The rest, and particularly the floor, are less pleasant. Fleeces and thick woollen socks for both Eric and me, and a hat for Eric’s bald head and a blanket for my shoulders. Ingrid of course is not the least bit bothered.

All I want to do is curl up in the sofa, excellently placed right between the two radiators. I have no desire to do anything productive.