the beast from the east

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Never have I ever had such a cold thumb. I don't like the snow, but I don't mind it. We've had just a piddling amount in my neck of the woods, not enough to close educational establishments {grrr, *sigh*} but enough to make the side streets and pavements crunchy underfoot. No doubt my morning walk to Bus Stop will mostly involve me trying not to slip over. No, it's the cold which is irking me somewhat. I like the cold. I make no secret of that. But today the temperature has been no higher than a lowly -2 C° and on my walk from Bus Stop to Home at 6.30 this evening, the temperature felt like -6 to -8 C°. Tomorrow it is going to feel like -10 to -14 C°, according to the Met Office app on my phone. I actually cried when I got home, my thumb was in that much pain. And I do have a fairly high tolerance to pain. Yes, I was wearing gloves. You may laugh. Oh, ho, ho, it's only a bit of cold and snow. Those British folks do like to create drama where none exists, oh, ho, ho. But I have never known it to feel so cold, and where I live in particular we still haven't had a decent amount of proper snow since 2012. We're not prepared for it. Tomorrow I shall wear two pairs of cosy gloves. I'm sure I have some whizzy magical handwarmers in the drawer ... I must dig them out too.