Here in the uncivilised back of beyond which is the heart of rural Shropshire, we certainly don't have mains gas, unlike the renown epicentre of civilisation aka Surrey. We do of course have roaming packs of wild dogs & half crazed yokels living in forest huts, but that's another story...Quite unbelievably, we actually have mains electricity, albeit single phase, and the tankers can reach this rural outpost to deliver oil for our heating which comes on in the evening now it's cool. Our rustic dwelling has plenty of trees so we have a wood burner which we light in the kitchen diner in the morning & today its been going all day as the outside temperature is quite low. I hate being cold - perhaps I should just put on an extra bearskin....