“The next day commenced as before, getting up and dressing by rush-light; but this morning we were obliged to dispense with the ceremony of washing: the water in the pitchers was frozen. A change had taken place in the weather the preceding evening, and a keen north-east wind, whistling through the crevices of our bedroom windows all night long, had made us shiver in our beds, and turned the contents of the ewers to ice.”
Chapter VI, Jane Eye
Having been deprived of central heating for nearly five weeks, I have thought often about Jane and the shivering conditions at her charity school. Our bathrooms may currently be icy, but we do have hot water. Perhaps it is timely to follow Jane and count our blessings.