Last night DH and I had an argument because he put the heating on in order to dry clothes over the radiators.
We live in a small 2 bedroom flat in central London and it was absolutely boiling - it gave me a bad headache.
I've just popped out to the shop to buy dinner (the washing machine was going when I left) and I've returned to the radiators blasting out heat with clothes over them.
I am so fucking hot. Aibu to think this is madness???
We have a washer/dryer and a rack for drying clothes.