In a previous post I bemoaned the fact that we have the world’s ugliest gas heater and I longed for one of those sleek gas fires.
These last few days however I’ve learnt to love the ugly. It’s been cold and wet and every evening we turn on the heater for a warm and cozy room. Admittedly the rest of the house is still freezing but that doesn’t matter. I can enjoy my cup of tea on the couch toasty warm and bathed in an orange glow.
I feel so shallow for judging my heater for its (lacking) looks. It really is what is inside that counts!