Come knock on my door. I'll be waiting for you

Well I should have known from the first knock that this was going to be trouble, we rarely have people knock on our room door so with some apprehension I answered it. "Hello here to check the heating" so I let him in. Now we don't really need heating just yet- it is still very warm, gets a bit cold during the night but it's manageable but I though I would let the man do his job. He fiddled with the radiator in our room and then this buzzer came out of nowhere, 'what's that' the man asked- well I had no idea but it didn't stop. Suddenly inhaling the smell of burning rubber I decided that it must be the fire alarm (why no bells I'll never know). So in the pouring rain (and I am talking torrential) we went outside and waited....and waited..... and waited, fire engines, campus security you name it they were there, and do you think we know what set it of- Nope! They just let us back in and said it's all ok now.

So thankful that the heat had been put on as got a little cold after standing in the rain I carry on with my study ( yes I was actually studying when all this commotion took place tut!) It got hotter, and hotter and hotter- did I know how to turn the thing of- of course not- so I wedged my door open, opened all windows and tried to cool down- eventually Lindsey came back and she turned it off for us, bless here and then I went out...

11.30ish I wonder back into room and no joke I was almost knocked over by the heat escaping out of the room when I opened the door. How could it be so hot after she had turned it of. Windows were opend rather quickly and then I started searching-for what I hear you cry- for the dwarf with his pick axe, Oh yes for somehow Grumpy from the seven dwarfs had managed to get inside the radiator and was hitting it in every possible place, and running along it with his pick axe and at some point in the night I actually think he was blowing things up in there...

So unable to get Grumpy out of the radiator I try and go to sleep- not only am I being cooked alive I am also being subjected to flipping sound torture, as I toss and turn Lindsey arrives back- also concerned at the prospect of being cooked alive she investigates the radiator- she had accidentally turned the dial the wrong way so it had turned the heat up instead of off. No matter I said- because if the thing is off then it cant make anymore noise. How wrong was I. Grumpy, apparently once turned on doesn't have an off switch, Oh No! So after about a total of 4 hours sleep I am planning a visit to our RA- maybe he knows how to remove Grumpy from the radiator...