Last year I had new UPVC double glazing installed which has largely behaved very well except in the lobby area. Now I don't expect or want a tropical ambiance in my lobby but I had hoped that replacing the old and ill-fitting wooden door would at least take the chill off the place. I cannot understand why the manufacturers of a double glazed door would take such advertised care over draught proofing and yet incorporate a keyhole with a raised edge that not only allows a howling gale to blow through but which has a design that prevents any sort of cover being fitted to preclude the said draught.
Today I have been awaiting the promised gale force winds to hit the north-west of England. As befits an English gale it was late arriving and most of the day has just reflected the lull before the storm. At last it arrived and fortunately the wind direction enabled me to locate precisely the non-keyhole areas where the offending draughts are sneaking in. Now I have to hope that when the double-glazing man arrives next Tuesday the wind continues to perform in a similar manner. There's nothing worse than being on the end of that "look" when you feebly state "Well, it was there yesterday".
So Tuesday should be interesting. I have visions of the double glazing man defending the door with a draught detector while delivery men try to force an entry using half a bed as a battering ram. I have not yet thought where I am supposed to store the other half of the bed pending collection. I have some ideas but I suspect that they are both illegal and anatomically impossible...
Meanwhile, the wind is howling, the rain is lashing down and I shall take comfort in a rib-sticking stew and perhaps a steamed pudding. The only lashing inside Chez Kojak will be lashings of custard.
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