Another bitter, cold snap has arrived here with a mix of general dampness, ambient chill and stabbing, icy blasts of wind that cut you through to the marrow

Cold enough to make dogs whimper and strong men weep as they trudge to work with their heads bowed and hunched forwards, laden with the unseen troubles of the world on their shoulders.

Cold enough to make you wish that you didn't have to leave home in the morning, cold enough that once outside, you want to scurry back home and curl up under the duvet, still warm from the bodyheat

But it's not cold enough for me !!

For i am from a tiny island the one just a wee bit off to the top left coast of the yurpeen continent

We get used to cold and greyness from an early age where i come from - ohh yes we do

But i want more cold, really cold ... i want it to be Siberia

I want it so cold that you pray for any unseen, highly improbable catastrophe that would mean having to phone in : my front door has iced it's self shut ... my retired neighbour was sooo cold that he took a bath, died, was forgotten about and has now turned into what seems to be human soup in the bathtub and the police have ordered us all to stay indoors ...