They had, allegedly, fixed it last week. There was actual heating, people! After three months!
Tonight, get home to strange TCP-like smell pervading the downstairs. Think it smells vaguely over-heaty-mechanical, but can't work out what it is.
Just did. Boiler dead. As a dodo (and not, as I just typed, as a dado. Although I suppose it is in fact now nothing more than a pointless architectural feature so dado would do too. Try saying that when you're drunk...)