Plan B.

I don't have a ruddy CLUE what Plan A was. 
I got a PM on Farcebook from a Niece, threatening an attack at, or about 17:00.
"Oh Cuss, I'll have to tidy."
"Nay, it's just US coming not my Mam."
So I did a semi-tidy instead.
I enjoy their visits any time, but today's was to bring, warmth, light and comfort. Which they didn't tell me until Stephen came in lugging a HUGE box.
It seems they had a friend with an electric Fire lying in his garage "doing nowt", and taking up space.
If I'm brutally honest I tend to lean towards gas, if only as a result of Charlotte's rationalisation:-
"You have electric heaters already, with a gas Fire it doesn't matter if you get a power-cut you still have heat."
Being an old Codger, and kinda hardy, I tend to have my comfort zone in the high teens˚C rather than the low 20s˚C. Besides, when you live in a T-shirt and tracky bottoms it's quite easy to add the odd layer or two without being over padded. 
So it's quite conceivable that, since it cost nowt and was fitted free, why not stick to Lecky?
Any strange marks can be attributed to my cloning out the flex and not to stained wallpaper.
Which brings me to another of my favourite grumbles.
If I like/want to keep it, they say they'll drill through and take the flex by a less obtrusive route.
Guess what? The stupid bloody plug is moulded on. 
Another bit of modern STUPIDITY, we'll have to cut it off and fit another after passing through the hole. 
OK? 
So what's this crap about recycling and preserving the environment then???????