Being in London in October and November, I now know what “cold” really is.
Cold is when the morning breeze makes your eyes water.
Cold is when you wear three pairs of socks to bed.
Cold is when you spend 13 hours in a pub because you can’t face the below-zero temperature outside.
Cold is when it is pitch black at 4pm in the afternoon.
Cold is when, even though you are wearing a woollen coat, your nipples hurt.
Cold is when you leave the butter out overnight and it still rips up your toasted bagel when you try to spread it.
Cold is when you have to turn your scarf into a burka to keep your head warm.
Cold is when you go outside at midday and breathe fog.
Cold is when you get out of the bath and there is steam coming off your body.
Cold is when it snows in London in October for the first time in 70 years.
I don’t want to even think about what January and February are going to be like…
1 month ago