H called the girls last night. He is back. I heard him speaking to the girls about the boiler and they both said the water was coming out cold. We had a man come over about a week ago to check it (he arranged it and we went halves). He started talking me through what I should do and I said that he was over tomorrow (today) and I could wait. But, nope, he wanted to fix it then and there.
H: What color is the light M: Amber H: Are you sure? M: Yes M: There is a reset button. Do you want me to press that? H: No. Just turn the dial up M: I can't. It's already as high as it will go H. Are you sure? M: Yes - I heard the click. H: Turn the dial to off M: Done H: What color is the light M: Amber H: You haven't turned it off properly M: Yes I have. It clicked and it won't go down any further. H. OK. Now turn the dial back to max. M: Done H. What color is the light? M: Amber H: Click the reset button M: I did. H: What color is the light? M: Amber H: Urgh, I'll come over and look at it tomorrow.
I could hear the frustration in his voice as we got further and further down the conversation. If I closed my eyes I would have caught a whisper of the sneer in his face and his brows furrowing.
Meanwhile - scientist and I spent most of the evening on chat. He is super nice. Deep down I know it's nothing but a distraction and not real life. Real life is the conversation above. But it's nice and, well, the conversation above was, although short, exhausting and so so weighted.
