F-f-f-fucking f-f-f-freezing!
Now, I like cold weather. You can’t beat walking through fresh snow in the crisp light of a winter’s night, jacket zipped up against a chilly wind and seeing the warm, orange glow of a pub ahead. I love it.But I fear this relationship may turn sour after discovering that the heating in my flat is going to be out of action for the next SIX FUCKING WEEKS!
…I think I may be spending a lot more time in the warmth of my local pub….
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