So as not to drip-feed ;) up since dawn packing up house, moving in (temp) with PIL before another big big move, DDog in first season whereas self is not upduffed in forever in spite of best efforts, inch of snow on the ground outside = vair generally cross and annoyed.
Finally when aching limbs could tolerate encroaching frostbite no longer, poured stiff G&T (packing = Sunday rules) & said "it's chuffing cold, isn't it?". DH breezily replied that he turned the boiler off before he left this morning: the remote control was annoying him.
LTB, obviously?