At approximately 6:22pm last night, Ian allegedly called his competitors home and when asked how he was (he has an unfortunate cold) by the young person who answered the phone, apparently replied “Warm. I turned on my heat”.
Although his reasons for surrendering in the Furnace Wars are unclear at this time (and the rules do state that a phone call must be placed to your fellow competitors as soon as you touch that thermostat) the gentleman did make mention of some insulation being removed from a wall as part of a renovation on the neighbour half of his semi-detached home. When his sister was asked how she felt about winning this way, she happily replied “Oh, I don’t mind at all. I know he’s making a big deal out of the neighbours renovation making his house chilly, but I bet his neighbours turned on their heat to compensate. These are the Furnace Wars, not the furnace amusements. Things happen.”
This corespondent then inquired if she had turned on her heat as soon as she heard, Ms Pearl-McPhee laughed. “No freakin’ way” she snorked. “We’re sending someone over to check and see if his heat is really on. All’s fair in love and war, and Ian is absolutely capable of calling and telling us it’s on…..just so we turn ours on and he wins. I’m going to need some kind of confirmation before I so much as look in the general direction of my furnace. We’re sending over one of the kids to pretend we’re out of coffee.”
When asked if maybe she was taking the Furnace Wars a little to far this year, Pearl-McPhee replied “Oh, no. I think we haven’t taken it nearly far enough.”
(Secretly though, she is just glad that dude caved before it snowed. )