We arrived back at home way after midnight, after my lovely dad waited for our delayed flight and picked us up from the airport.

This morning we found out that our boiler has packed up, despite having it fixed a few weeks ago, so we have no heating or hot water. It’s a national holiday today and Wednesday, with a bridging holiday tomorrow. With everything shut, there’s no chance of getting it fixed any time soon. If we are stuck without water until Thursday, then it will be a trip up to my parent’s house for a shower.

The lack of heating isn’t a problem. We’ve had 18°C temperatures during the day and the snow is melting in the ski resorts with the temperatures in the Pyrenees well above freezing. The snow line was above 2700m today, so it was raining even at the very top of Masella. There were 37km of piste open, but what it will be like when we actually get to go skiing after the public holiday, I don’t know.

We have a mountain of work to catch up on, including our annual company accounts, so we have a week of stress and potential acrimony ahead. Ho hum.

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