The Big Whinge

Ode to central heating

There are many reasons to live in Melbourne but weather is not one of them. For someone whose idea of perfect weather is 80% humidity and 25 degrees, it can be a miserable experience in Melbourne when her winters appear to last 10 months of the year.

Central heating is a marvellous invention. By raising the house temperature to a figure greater than two score, all your troubles melt away.

Gone is cumbersome polarfleece jumper that makes you look a back-packer who has only two pairs of underwear (efficiently extracting maximum usage: front, back, inside and out).

Gone is the foetal hunch of one preserving every last ounce of heat.

Gone is the need to be within a 30 cm proximity of the foot heater, limiting movements from the sofa to only emergencies.

The freedom in wearing only a t-shirt and shorts in the middle of winter is not to be taken lightly.

posted by Yarravillean @ 9:10 pm