In Wilson’s scale of evaluations breakfast rated just after life itself and ahead of the chance of immortality.
- Robert. A. Heinlein, By His Bootstraps
The boiler, the apparatus that produces hot water and heats the radiators for me, stopped working yesterday. I must have had the evil eye cast upon me at some point, because these things always happen to me in the beginning of winter. Thankfully though, no cold waves had kicked in yet so I hadn’t had to turn on the heating for now. But no hot water, we know how annoying that can be.