H'mm, guess it is. Everyone overslept at Roseholme Cottage this morning, even the cat. Tam tells me she's got a massive headache; mine woke me up about 0300, but I was able to take enough analgesic to nip it in the bud.
Update: Readers were worried about carbon monoxide. I've been meaning to get a detector anyway and now seemed like a really good time, so I got one.
It's plugged in and running. We're clean and green. Remember, "headache" is pretty much my default state, since about 1996.
CHICAGO RAILROAD FAIR, 1948
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