Brrrrr ...

It's cold. Forget Jack Frost, this is colder than a little 'nip' at the window pane. This is 'climb inside the freezer with ice cubes in your pants and a cryogenic liquid poured down your back' cold. It's minus something almost everyday, the snow has come, gone, and come again (see picture of an Oxford car park as proof. My car got stuck here during a conference. Kindly townsfolk helped me out. Bless 'em, every one). We thank the stars it's not windy too, cos then it would be too too much. Apparently it's going to be minus 12 next week, which means we may well take everything out the freezer to stop it overheating. We have the radiators on permanently. The boiler is working overtime, though for some strange reason we have dedicated ourselves to living in the back room, the one without a radiator, whilst the rest of the house warms up. My fingers will soon be turning black. I need to go to the kitchen, I might be some time ...