Jinxed It

Last night (as we were listening to our Sunday night bedtime story about Pooh and Piglet setting a trap for a Hefalump) I heard F observe to Mr B that she has slept through two nights without getting too hot and throwing the blankets off.

Stupid.

Our bed always had a nice feather duvet in England.  I liked the feather duvet, but F complains that it is all or nothing and doesn't cater for variations in between.   These days F is tossing about and throwing off covers so frequently and then getting cold and trying to pull them back again that I have my work cut out to simply hold them down.  So she changed the arrangements and Mr B has his own quilt and she has layers of blankets so that she can be choosey about the density of insulation on top of her.

I'm excellent insulation. 

When F turns into a human radiator, I can stop the heat from escaping really effectively.  I like working radiators.  I used to spend a lot of time trying to prevent their heat from escaping.  We have radiators here but they seem to be just some kind of decoration, shelves for human stuff.  So when F starts glowing in her sleep I make the most of the opportunity.