I'm having a word with the authorities!!!

I have been walking around my house quite frequently lately just refusing to put the heating on. "It's practically summer. Why would we need the heating on!?" I am thinking. And yet...I've been walking around just a bit chilly. Cold toes. Two layers of clothes. Being quite happy to be cooking over the lit hob. You get the picture? And I keep finding my mum under her duvet watching TV instead of on top of it... mmmmm.... So. This morning I turned the heating on. And, damn it, I'M NOT HAPPY. This ridiculous, cirrostratus, precipitating, hypothermia-inducing weather has GOT TO STOP.

So you can smirk Sian, but I'm writing a stiff letter of official complaint love, and you'd better do something about it! *Chrissie starts jumping up and down, fists clenched* I want sunshine and I want it NOW!