It was a battle royale. As the crackling cooked on a high temperature, the oven was clearly ahead of the air-conditioning. The oven was pumping out heat and fumes and the air was blue, as was the language at times. The sun was shining hotly and strongly on the eastern windows. We knocked the air con down a couple of degrees and it became a close battle. As the temp went down on the oven for the last couple of hours of cooking, the air con drew ahead. The air con takes into account the outside temperature too. By the time people arrived, the air con had won the battle and the apartment was cool and the blue air exhausted to the atmosphere.
I was concerned about cold air blowing onto people as we dined and I turned it off. No sooner had I done so, boy it is hot in here. I switched it back on and there were no complaints about cold air blowing on anyone.
Apart from R forgetting to serve the baked cauliflower in white sauce and apparently me forgetting to buy teabags, it all went well, if you can call chaos as a success.
Would you like some left over pork, ham, chicken, turkey, christmas pudding, christmas cake, pumpkin.........ok, the list is terribly long, down to coloured and sweet popcorn which I find quite disgusting.
I'd just like to give thanks to Mr Whirlpool who did five loads today, bless you. Maybe one day you will be able to load dishes and put them away.