Electric blanket: Now, that is a thought. Must attend to it.
However, I may still open a beer, and succumb to the temptation of the Grain, (not the Grape tonight, that can be reserved for the week-end).
Actually, and anyway, I (still) miss my intellectual partner-in-crime, - her fierce intelligence, her kindness, her instinctive sympathy for the underdog, and her terrific sense of humour (she was well able to laugh at herself) and keen sense of the ridiculous, her cheerful greedy delight in good food, her thrill for travel and for listening to traveller's tales, - although, with her dementia, the poor thing wasn't anyone's intellectual partner-in-crime for the last decade of her life.