Nip-in-the-air becomes a bite
When heating doesn’t work quite right
Pipes gurgle on the upper floors;
I wrap up warm with frosty claws!
With curtains drawn and cup of tea
Surely, I should “cosy” be?
We take for granted winter heat
When we enter from the street…
But no – my old house shows its age;
New boiler fitted - all the rage
But radiators are “old style”
And haven’t worked well for a while…
The pressure drops – where is the leak?
Two workmen will be back this week
To test the circuit and retrace
The cracks - so I have happy face!
(c) Poet in the woods 2020
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