"That's obvious," you say. "That's why they're called seasons, Peas."
Well, one of the pluses of living in the UK is that when it's winter, you're sure to Christ that it's fucking winter. There are no bones about it; no questions.
If one is to enjoy it like I have chosen to (new attitude! Will love winter! Even if it kills me! Which it might!), one needs to prepare.
And busy themselves with things that make them happy. So they forget all their troubles.
"Guinea pig barbell."
Niche market. That I just bought into.
*Sober. Although could be convinced otherwise.
Soon I'll have to wear the woolley-scarf variety, so while I can, I'm going to stick to silk, like my favourite Ted Baker one here. It has English bulldogs on it. English bulldogs with moustaches. LOLZ.
This is my ear. Taken with my phone. In a meeting. Cunning.