The temperature is 0 Centigrade – and in London it has snowed. Help – I’m trapped in a building and unable to get out – as the trains don’t work – the buses don’t come – and the 12 year old rough boys might throw snow balls at me.
And today we have sun and snow – and melting – and slush – and I still haven’t got new shoes – and the water comes in – and my new socks get wet. I am happy something to complain about.