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nickyboy

Norven Mankey
When they did ours they laid it over the top of the old stuff. Extra thick :smile:

We got ours done about a year ago. I was told by the assessor that I would have to remove all the old insulation. I did it, but what a f***ing nightmare job. Must have been 50 black bin bags full of the stuff. Little particles everywhere that irritated the f*** out of my skin. And I had to wear a boiler suit and a mask so it was incredibly hot and sweaty. I started at 8am and finished about midnight.

When the contractors came they said "Why have you taken the old stuff out?We can just lay the new stuff on top".............
 
When I was a lad (no, really) we had no central heating, one coal fire in the living room that also produced hot water, no heating upstairs other than an electric bar fire that was used for a short while to take the chill off the bedroom (as was a hot water bottle). Our house - we didn't own it - wasn't up to much and was very badly insulated to the point where cold winters generally produced a burst pipe somewhere. I used to watch the Public Information film about burst pipes and think: "That's us!"

Growing up like that must have hardened me a bit, because I haven't even thought of putting the central heating on yet. It will be Mrs B who eventually decides to push the button on the controller.
 

welsh dragon

Thanks but no thanks. I think I'll pass.
I remember as a kid, we only had an open fire, and no heat upstairs at all. it was so cold, that when we woke up in the morning, we could see our breath as if we were outside, and there was ice on the windows......on the Inside.:laugh:
 
Can't really compare though. Previous house was a terraced new build. Barely needed the heating on. New house is a Victorian semi. Despite double glazing, loft insulation etc, it's much colder and the heating on more often.
 
I remember as a kid, we only had an open fire, and no heat upstairs at all. it was so cold, that when we woke up in the morning, we could see our breath as if we were outside, and there was ice on the windows......on the Inside.:laugh:

Yes - we had this too. Lovely filigree patterns on the single-glazed windows to wake up to, and freezing cold metal window frames... easy to get a finger stuck to them if you weren't watching what you were doing!
 

welsh dragon

Thanks but no thanks. I think I'll pass.
Yes - we had this too. Lovely filigree patterns on the single-glazed windows to wake up to, and freezing cold metal window frames... easy to get a finger stuck to them if you weren't watching what you were doing!


I did that once or twice. And I would put my finger on the window to see the ice melt.
 

subaqua

What’s the point
Location
Leytonstone
Yes - we had this too. Lovely filigree patterns on the single-glazed windows to wake up to, and freezing cold metal window frames... easy to get a finger stuck to them if you weren't watching what you were doing!
sounds like growing up in my parents house ! single glazed with 1/8 " ice on the inside. No duvets, with a 14 tog rating ( how much is a tog rating anyway .... ooh I feel a Rhod Gilbert rant coming) just horrible itchy blankets and thick brushed cotton sheets.
 

welsh dragon

Thanks but no thanks. I think I'll pass.
sounds like growing up in my parents house ! single glazed with 1/8 " ice on the inside. No duvets, with a 14 tog rating ( how much is a tog rating anyway .... ooh I feel a Rhod Gilbert rant coming) just horrible itchy blankets and thick brushed cotton sheets.


My mum used to do hospital type bed making. I could get into bed without disturbing the bedding at all, and with a hot water bottle down the bottom of the bed, it was lovely
 
I remember as a kid, we only had an open fire, and no heat upstairs at all. it was so cold, that when we woke up in the morning, we could see our breath as if we were outside, and there was ice on the windows......on the Inside.:laugh:
in one of the houses I grew up in, when it was cold inside, I used to open the window in the morning and let the warmer air in... friends who were brave enough to stay over would marvel at that fact it was warmer outside than inside! Ice was often on the inside of the window.

I have also found that living outdoors (and sleeping outdoors) for 12 months has also changed our perception of 'cold'... when there are icicles hanging off your cycle helmet and the layer of ice is breaking off your waterproofs when you stop and get off the bike, or you look like a cycling snowman, then it is getting colder. It is only cold when there is a layer of ice over your sleeping bag and all down the insides of the tent (which sparkles in torch light quite delightfully!)
 
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