I'm sooooo fsick of feeling like the Michelin Man. Currently wearing skivvy, woolen vest, knitted jumper, sleeveless but serious knitted cardi, scarf and woolen fedora (albeit at a rakish angle). That's just what's on the top half. It bloody snowed in The Grampians and in the Pyrenees Ranges today. They're in my neck of the woods. I can't recall a winter as miserable as this one. Maybe I just used to march my way through ... in a legless fashion. Left, scrape, left, stumble, left, trip, lef, fall, le, oh bugger it, I'll just stay down.
That is all. For now. Because it is raining.
I can hardly bear to be outside without taking a portable battery operated electric blanket wrapped around me.....(how much can a polar bear:H)........This time last year I didnt feel a thing except the ravages of many many deadly hangovers....so feeling the winter and all its extremes for me at least is a blessing
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