This week, as the first hint of winter arrived, it has been fresh enough in the mornings for me to get my heater out of the cupboard. I only use it when I get out of the shower for those few minutes until I can be warm in my clothes.
My Pete looked at my heater and noticed some fluff and dust caught up in the back of it.
“You can’t use it like that”, he said in concern. “It is a fire hazard.”
My Pete took my heater to clean it.
My Pete used a screw driver and a knife to pull the heater into pieces, in order to clean those hard to reach areas.
My Pete had to buy me a new heater…