RESIDENTS of houses with storage heaters have begun yet another doomed attempt to find out how, or if, they work.
As Britain draws closer to winter, people without central heating embark on their annual struggle to work out how boxes of electrically heated bricks are meant to keep them even slightly warm.
Tom Logan of Newport said: “I moved in here five years ago and was mystified by these strange, occult boxes on the walls where radiators should be, and I’m no nearer now.
“If you don’t turn them on at night, you freeze the next day, but the only instruction on how to do that is two mysterious, almost blank dials. Sometimes they make the place intolerably stuffy. Mostly they barely radiate heat at all.
“If by some fluke you manage to set the timer, it takes so long to heat up that it’s time to go out again by the time you can take your coat off. Don’t even get me started on understanding Economy 7.
“The only thing they reliably produce is a nameless, unsettling smell, like the incense at a black mass for Satanic androids.
“Sometimes I think the best solution would be burn the flat down. I’d be nice and warm and the storage heaters would be gone forever.”
