Made coffee for his wife and himself, went around checking the radiators to make sure she hadn’t sneakily turned them up.
They were all unchanged from yesterday, but he turned them down a little more just to be on the safe side.
Then he took his jacket from the hook in the hall, the only hook of all six that wasn’t burgeoning with her clothes, and set off for his inspection.
It had started getting cold, he noticed. Almost time to change his navy autumn jacket for his navy winter jacket.
He always knows when it’s about to snow because his wife starts nagging about turning up the heat in the bedroom.
Lunacy, Ove reaffirms every year. Why should the power company directors feather their nests because of a bit of seasonality?
Turning up the heat five degrees costs thousands of kronor per year. He knows because he’s calculated it himself.
So every winter he drags down an old diesel generator from the attic that he swapped at a rummage sale for a gramophone.
He’s connected this to a fan heater he bought at a sale for thirty-nine kronor.
Once the generator has charged up the fan heater, it runs for thirty minutes on the little battery Ove has hooked it up to,
and his wife keeps it on her side of the bed.
She can run it a couple of times before they go to bed,
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