Heat at last, heat at last, thank god almighty, heat at last.


Is this not the most beautiful thing you have ever seen? For what feels like forever we have been fighting the cold. Dressed in layer upon layer of our finest Army surplus heavy wool wear, we were beginning to look a bit like the Stay-Puff Marshmallow Man here at the Abbey. There is, however a limit to how many pairs of long underwear a person can actually wear and still be able to bend their legs.

Thankfully that has all changed. An extra profitable Christmas season gave us enough funds to upgrade the Abbey and install actual heaters to the main workspace. After weeks of dealing with installers, the fire marshalls and all the red tape we JUST got them up and heating the air. Sure, we will still be dressing in our woolen finest, but the only blue feet in our future will be from bad bondage porn.

Ironically enough, today is also the one year anniversary of Griffin coming to work for me. Having braved the cold and damp for a year he just walked up to me, soaked up the new warmth and asked “This is nice, so what do I get for my second year of service, conjugal visits?”