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May 2015
we has an immersion, when on for just half an hour,

we has hot water. enough for a bath. left on longer it gurgles,

heard downstairs.

all night it goes quiet, and i could bathe, clean the house,

wash the socks,

and have change left over.

a red light. while we are used to it, others may wish for better.

winter fires. the back boiler kicks in.

sbm.
Sonja Benskin Mesher
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