Boiler engineer is here now. Not sure yet what he has to say as I am cowering upstairs in my PJs and dressing gown hoping for a shower soon! Glad you have at least some form of heating in one room. It's not right though that the investigation is preventing you from having hot water. I'd be making so much nuisance of myself they'd give in! Though I do understand how frustrating it is for you and that there's little you can do.Thank you and I sincerely hope your boiler is back up and working tomorrow. It takes me back to my childhood too 🙂 we only had a coal fire in the room and woke up to frost inside the windows and mum used to put the oven on in the kitchen on a morning until the coal fire 'got going' but we did have hot water even back then. Luckily we have an electric fire in the living room so that is warm, it's having to boil water for everything that is the main issue at the moment. I hope it is resolved soon but its out of my hands the insurance company who I have boiler cover with are investigating it and I have to wait for them. I keep reminding myself it could be worse 😉
until I was 5 years old I lived in a back to back terrace and when we got too big to be washed in the big white pot sink, we were bathed in front of the fire in a metal tub, my youngest sister 1st, then my middle sister and as the oldest I was last. remember my mum been so excited to have a bathroom when we moved house.Boiler engineer is here now. Not sure yet what he has to say as I am cowering upstairs in my PJs and dressing gown hoping for a shower soon! Glad you have at least some form of heating in one room. It's not right though that the investigation is preventing you from having hot water. I'd be making so much nuisance of myself they'd give in! Though I do understand how frustrating it is for you and that there's little you can do.
When I was a child there was a fire range in the kitchen, a fireplace in the front room (never lit except Christmas) and hot water came from a small gas water heater. A zinc bath was brought in once a week and filled with buckets from the "geyser" as we called it. Thank god those days are over!
My recollections of my childhood are much the same.until I was 5 years old I lived in a back to back terrace and when we got too big to be washed in the big white pot sink, we were bathed in front of the fire in a metal tub, my youngest sister 1st, then my middle sister and as the oldest I was last. remember my mum been so excited to have a bathroom when we moved house.