Sunday, 29 April 2012

It's blowing a gale

Raining hard outside right now, the wind has been howling around this morning and it's only 4'C. You'll never get frost bite in this weather, but all the same it will suck the warmth from your bones in minutes.

There's something really miserable about this, and I'm so grateful not to live in an age of drafty houses heated by a small fire in the middle - where wet clothes remain wet and clammy for as long as the weather prevents drying them out.

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