I'm cold. I'm so cold that I'm seriously considering cutting my head off and burning it to produce some heat. I want to hibernate and not come out until there's blossom on the trees.
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You are a wimp.
I've just come back from Stuttgart (which looks exactly like your picture)where the high point was minus 8.
It was lovely. Lots and lots of soft fluffy snow for having snowball fights and generally behaving like children and cups of hot Gluhwein and brandy to hold in be-mittened hands. Great stuff.
You can't complain about not having white christmases if you can't hack a little hypothermia.
Snow's okay. I don't mind snow. I just don't see the point of coldness without snow.
No. I think it's a good idea. Start eating now and I'll be round with a box and some masking tape while you sleep.
So agree with you! I was promised snow over the weekend by stupid weatherfolk, so i ran around on friday getting snow-ready (very pretty wellies, fluffy cow socks, thickest tights known to mankind...) and NOT A FLAKE! Russum russum russum...
Dr. Moo's prescription: lovely cowl necked wooly jumper in variety of colours (yes, black, ok, i got it in black) £10, WARM AS FUCK. They are absolutement de rig down here with the Covent Garden Massive.
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