Friday is Fucking Freezing
Today rocks. It’s freezing cold, even Edinburgh has a little snow, and the Water of Leith has completely frozen over outside our office. Basically, this is a proper Winter and, as you might have guessed from my last post, I am loving it.
My hair froze on the way into work this morning, which is something I haven’t experienced since I was about seventeen. I went skiing for a day with my Dad this Christmas which, rather sadly, is something we haven’t done for nearly ten years. Christ it was perilous on the first few runs down!
So yes, basically I am loving it, it’s like regressing to childhood again, at least as nostalgic as the Elton John song I put in your Friday selection. Yes. Yes I did. Elton John. Suck it up, bitches (as he presumably must have said to Wham at one stage).
This weekend I will be sorting out video and audio from the New Year’s House Gig, making a start on the eagleowl Toad Session, getting a couple of our new releases sorted out and generally being an efficient little weasel. I think I work harder in my free time at the moment than I do at my actual job – I’m certainly far more organised, there’s no doubt about that.
I was mocked yesterday for constantly carrying about a a big (and very pretty and colourful) chart of the Song, by Toad Records release schedule for the year. Fair point and all, but between the timeline and the actual cost figures I have in there, it’s a pretty important chart to have. Yay admin! Whoever thought it could be so sexy.
1. Name one plan/resolution/Very Important Decision you have made for the new year.
2. Have you done any Extremely Fun Snow Stuff yet? And if not, WHY NOT?
3. Favourite snowy bit in a film (NOT Hoth-related because that’s too easy).
4. Coldest you’ve ever experienced.
5. Favourite warming up beverage for freezing cold days.
Trips and Falls – It’s the Snowpocalypse
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Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds – Fifteen Feet of Pure White Snow
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Elton John – Cold as Christmas
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Tacks, the Boy Disaste – Frozen Feet
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1. I have so many, though they’re not resolutions, I’m more of a plans and decisions type. They largely revolve around being a bit less miserable and hopefully a little more motivated – sadly this probably involves more sensible drinking, happily more activity and happily eating better. So, yes, on balance good.
2. Yes, see http://www.flickr.com/photos/timburke55/sets/72157623024020676/
3. Hoth? What’s Hoth? The first thing that spring to mind is the snow based stuff in Nightmare Before Christmas
4. Probably ski-ing in Austria, though I don’t remember it being particularly cold as I was suitably dressed. The occasion which I remember being coldest was on a trek back from the bus station in Edinburgh, very much not appropriately dressed, having come back from a gig in Glasgow to one of those bitter North-Easterly winds we get sometimes.
5. Hot chocolate, without a doubt.
1. To sort out my finances (what a dreadful bore I have become).
2. Yes, I had a snowball fight.
3. In It’s a Wonderful Life when he’s running through the streets “Hello you wonderful old buildings and loans”.
4. When I was 15 I went to T in the Park, it didn’t stop raining, they ran out of hypothermia blankets and I spent the whole weekend in the same pair of soaked clothes with only a leaky tent (not drip drip leaky, water pouring through leaky) and a drenched sleeping bag. I remember really enjoying myself, if it happened now I think I’d cry.
5. Hot Chocolate, what an indulgent sod I am.
1. Not to make any resolutions! Seriously, they only make me feel even more inadequate once I’ve broken them all by the third week of January.
2. Got caught in a total white out when out for a walk just before Christmas. Even though it was only in the Pentlands it was really scary. The fun part was sitting in the pub afterwards by the open fire drinking hot tea with that “saved!” feeling
3. Dr Zhivago. There’s a lot of snow in that as I recall, but it’s the way the snow lands most attractively on Julie Christie.
4. Did one of those winter survival skills courses where it was minus silly numbers with the wind chill and all half way up Ben Lawers. Although digging snow holes and playing about in the snow was fun, the whole experience just put me off the whole winter-walking thing for years.
5. Hot port. A proper one with a stick of cinamon and everything. Even typing that has made me want one.
(And a hot port! ha!)
1. I haven’t.
2. We don’t have snow here.
3. Definitely not that bit in Edward Scissorhands when Winona’s prancing about in the snow.
4. Um, -2C.
5. Milo.
1. Erm, not really. I feel a fresh sense of purpose though. By the end of this year we will be legit! A legitimate publication, a relatively established record label and just generally a step up from the random bunch of chancers we presumably seem like at the moment. Or so I tell myself, anyway.
2. Not yet, actually. Although we had a snowball fight with all of London during last year’s blizzardy weekend.
3. More or less anything in Fargo.
4. Skiing when I was a kid it got down to minus-mid-twenties, plus shitloads of wind chill as you came over the top of the mountain huddled on a bloody ski lift.
5. Yup, hot chocolate. Although warm cider might be nice – and the only time drinking cider is even slightly acceptable.
1. Get fit again. Maybe fit enough to crack a 3 hour marathon.
2. We sledged down the biggest hill in Poppleton, which is an 8 foot high back. I am shuddering with anticipation of Rob arriving this afternoon for some proper hill sledge action.
3. Why can I never answer film questions? Touching The Void can’t really be described as favourite can it?
4. -24 in Norway last birthday.
5. Hot Ribena every time!
1. Do more exercise. Particularly more football and squash. I’ve become strangely addicted to squash recently, a game that I used to hate.
2. No. Working next to a snowy school playground full of howling sugared-up children has given me a terrible fear of snow related fun.
3. Hopfully something horrifying from The Road next week.
4. Climbing Ben Lomond in a gale force blizzard in a pair of skinny jeans and converse. Fashionable, but not sensible.
5. Oddly, I can’t drink hot things. I hate tea and coffee, and would choose a nice cool pint of milk over anything else, regardless of the weather.
I think I can say with some certainty, Becky, that you are probably still the fittest person contributing to the comments on this blog.
I keep wanting to do more exercise, and then my back snaps again. Most depressing. I actually like exercise (when it’s football).
1. Well we planned not to drink at all during Jan, that got smashed on Monday night whilst down in London town looking for a place to live, 2 pints, 2 glass’s of wine pre meal. then 2 bottles of wine during the meal….tho i haven’t drank since! oh the important decision is that i’m deffo moving to London!!!
2. a little bit of walking a little bit of snowballing, but the best fun bit is that i’ve managed to stay on my feet….how much fun is that!
3. the mentions of Fargo and Wonderful Life have made me smile.
4. i’m guessing the last few nights have been the coldest!
5. cup of tea with some xmas cake followed by a couple of whiskies!
Ah, but it’s never fit enough is it Tim? Harder Better Faster etc etc. All this snow makes it quite easy to go out running though.
1. Get a real job. Yeah apparently I need one of those at some point.
2. Had an ice-sliding race down the middle of the road. <3 black ice.
3. I'm shit a film questions. Errr Cool Runnings had some great scenes – one of them must have had snow.
4. I learnt to scuba dive in a gravel pit near Peterborough in mid winter. As you do. After getting out one day it took me twenty minutes of heating up indoors before I got enough feeling back in my fingers to peel off my wet suit.
5. Hot chocolate for sure. Then a whisky in front of the fire. (I wish I had a fire in my house right now).
Oh and cider is perfectly acceptable any time of year. Just not strongbow or anything they serve in a 'Spoons.
1) grow my beard back
2) snowball fight with the band around the van last night
3) the snowball fight in groundhog day between bill muthafuckin murray and the kids
4) when I was small I did my black belt grading on the yorkshire moors and had to do press-ups in a very cold stream in my karate suit. It was October. How I survived I’ll never know. I have video footage of this ordeal. Snuff film anyone?
5) hot toddy
are we talking fit as in phhhhrrraaaaaawwwwwwww!!! or fit as it, there nice muscles
are we talking fit as in phhhhrrraaaaaawwwwwwww!!! or fit as it, there are nice muscles
1. I swore years ago that I would never make any more New Year resolutions, and so far I’ve stuck with it. So i guess it’s going to be the same old same old this year.
2. Does scraping the ice off my path count? What about not crashing my car? I’ve been very dull otherwise, I like sitting in the warmth of my house too much to want to venture out. That and i’m lazy
3. The scene in Groundhog Day where he punches Ned Ryerson
4. I can’t think of the specific time, but it would probably have to be sitting on a broken down chairlift when skiing in Scotland.
5. You can’t beat a cup of tea, although I am partial to a Vin Chaud from time to time
eh?
1. My resolution is usually “More like Linus, Less like Charlie Brown”.
2. No, I’ve not. And I’m saddened because of that. I’ve been busy with stuff, but you should never be too busy to build a snowman.
3. Metropolis. The Manga version, not the Fritz Lang one. It’s great. Or Hana Bi. Or Tokyo Drifter. Or Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. Any of those.
4. When I was in High School I went camping with some friends. There was about ten of us, but we only brought one tent between us, which fitted about three people. So most had to sleep out side. In the middle of the night I realised I was basically lying on top of a mountain with nothing to protect me from the elements but one not very well insulated jacket. So I walked down and went home.
5. Tea.
I’ve booked up to play more squash too – but I always think getting fit or doing sport or going on a diet or other bollocks is just a cop-out for new years resolutions.
Tom, are you drunk right now?
1. Um, quitting smoking (managing so far) and having a booze-free January (also managing so far, though fuck me, I’m bored already). I’d like to have a decent job by the end of the year rather than typing legalese while my brain melts, but realistically…
2. No, because the snow in London, although bad enough to make getting into work a nightmare, wasn’t bad enough to stop me getting in altogether. Bastard.
3. I can never remember films. We watched Dead Snow on Christmas Eve, though, and it was fucking funny. So, that.
4. Walking down Broadway in February in stupid flimsy shoes, because I wasn’t expecting it to be quite so cold. Bit windy along there.
5. Mulled wine. Not just for Christmas.
Chutters…I think I can speak for Tim in saying the latter!
If I remember correctly Becky’s boyfriend is bigger than me, let’s face it most boys of any sort are, so we’re going for fit as in:
“in good physical condition; in good health: He’s fit for the race.”
Should probably have adapted that to ‘she’.
1. Stop commenting on blogs during working hours (that’s now buggered)
2.No ’cause I fucking hate the stuff
3. Dr Zhivago, when they first go to the dacha
4. -13, last night, fucking awful
5.Hot Ribena
Also, how would being better looking help you run a quick marathon? Is this where I’ve been going wrong?
Fuck! Fargo’s been said already! The snow is pretty much a major character in hat movie.
1. Gonna do me some courses!
2. Bought some new shoes more suited to the conditions.
3. Well, being as I have to think of something else now, how about the bit in National Lampoon’s Christmas with the highly-polished tea-tray sled? I was on the phone to my mum just before Christmas and that movie was on. I had to end the call because I couldn’t breathe for laughing during that scene, let alone speak. And I’ve seen it – like – a dozen times.
4. My room. Bedtime. Night before last. And I’ve stood up to my chest in the fast-flowing section of the Tawe river through the Brecon Beacons in February!
5. Hot chocolate. With alcohol in. Brandy maybe. Mmm…
Ha ha! He may be bigger, but he is a computer scientist. I think they cancel each other out.
(I can see Scientist and Wilf giggling at the idea of anyone being scared of Rob!)
Chutters is awake which means he’s probably drunk.
Bart, I haven’t made a snowman either this year. Shall we make a playdate to build one together before the snow all melts?
We have to hate Oxford for stealing Rob St. John, but I think we can agree that we all owe London a gigantic debt of gratitude.
Does ruling out anything Hoth-related mean we can’t mention the bit in the new Family Guy Empire movie where the Rebel snowspeeder trips over the AT-AT with the grappling hook, and the AT-AT sits up grasping its knee doing the “hssss – aahhh” thing?
Absolute fucking genius!
Oh, that Hoth.
1.Not to post stuff on the blog just for the sake of it but to wait and see if I actually have anything to say. Sadly I do not intend to extend this to Friday’s here.
2. Not really, although I’ve fallen over a few times which a number of other people have found quite funny. It’s not all that snowy here.
3. Also having to avoid fargo, it’s a wonderful life, touching the void and groundhog day…Snow cake, which was a quiet little film from the other year which was really good.
4. Dunno.
5. Sweet tea with whisky in it.
1. i intend to be more sociable… the last 6 months have been a friking misery – roll on March when i get my life back. Oh and to go home more after spending a Christmas with friends who were bitching about not having seen me since summer. Fair dues..
2. i went sledging with my niece which was fun. I then later locked her out of the house in her pyjamas because her mum did it to me all the time when i was little. She was less than impressed!
3. Bambi…
4. Do you remember when you were little and you went outside and played in the snow for so long that your hands hurt like a bitch when you came in and warmed them up… How come now i can’t touch snow for longer than seconds without swearing..?
5. Red wine. Don’t care what anyone says, it makes my cheeks all red and cosy quicker than any hot drink. (face cheeks!!!)
I don’t know where that apostrophe in number 1 came from, sorry.
Tim – there is nothing wrong with ‘Bow…
1. Don’t really bother with these. It would be nice to start getting stuff done in advance of when I’m supposed to do it, without several hours of procrastination beforehand.
2. I went ski-ing for the very first time on Monday. Surprised myself by a) enjoying it a lot and b) not being totally shit.
3. Ooooh Fargo. The wood chipper.
4. Coldest temperature I’ve experienced – about -17 last weekend in Germany. In terms of actually FEELING cold – most evenings in my flat I lose feeling in one or more appendages and start shivering incontrollably.
5. Glühwein. With a sausage. In a street in Germany. Or, if in the office, industrial, hysteria-inducing amounts of coffee, as today – weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!
Adam? Punctual? What is happening to the world???
Did someone slag off the Bow?
I love the way Laura’s added the phrase “with a sausage” as a separate sentence.
I think you can probably make anything sound funny if you add the phrase “with a sausage” as a separate sentence.
Shonagh. With a sausage.
See what I mean?!
Toad you know you’re going to miss me!
but hopefully i’ll be around for a couple of months to annoy the living and dead shite out of you….
i don’t like cider, bow or otherwise….tho i do like that alcoholic Ginger Beer that is doing the rounds
Chutters. With a sausage.
Nah, it’s not funny anymore..
Props to Reg. I spent 10 minutes this morning working out how to play “I’m Still Standing” on the guitar in the usual gloomy, Cohen-esque fashion.
Dylan. With a punch!
The Three-Post Mentalism is strong in this one.
Dylan, are you actually saying that a joke being old and tired and long since past being funny has actually caused you to drop it for once?
Christ after a shock like that I think I need a sit down.
1. To get back to working in some capacity, and to try and deal with the ‘black dog’
2. Wondering around the German market was quite cool. The novelty of driving my missus to work in snow has long since worn off…
3. Harry Potter…3, I think, when he’s chucking snowballs at Malfoy and co and they cannot see who it is.
4. Having never really lived outside the UK except for five months in the Middle East it has to be now…
5. Favourite warming up beverage for freezing cold days.
Warming up beverage…gotta be a nice mug of Earl Grey…or something with ginger and honey.
1. Watch way more TV.
2. Yes.
3. Probably when Jack Nicholson froze to death in the hedge maze in The Shining: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WgxAkocAPmg
4. January 1996, Albany, New York. 30 degrees below zero Fahrenheit every day for a week. My car wouldn’t work. My nose hairs froze. And my wife’s earrings could not be removed without taking a bunch of skin with them.
5. Kentucky straight bourbon. Neat.
Oh yes, tea and rum is another classic warming beverage.
And I’m pretty sure most of us could take Rob on. Although he did scare me once by talking about some statistical technique in the pub (alhough I probably asked, so it serves me right..)
Statistical technique to do what?
Beat someone up?
1. I didn’t make any but given my thumb/axe interface accident on new years day maybe I should stay away from axes for the rest of the year/my life !!!
2. Have been walking in the pentlands untill we got blown off the hill by a blizzard. Stayed indoors since then
3. there’s a good laurel and Hardy film in the snow but I don’t know what its called. you can guess the halarious japes.
4. It was pretty damn cold working in the borders just before christmas, I thought my toes were going to fall off they were so cold.
5. a hot cup of veg soup does the trick for me although a hot toddy is more likely to pass my lips
get married
walking across (and to the island of Inchmahome) the completely frozen lake of menteith loch in the trossachs!! ice-gasmic.
it’s a wonderful life. nothing else beats it.
living in the Himalayas in winter with no heating. our whole family slept in the same bed that year.
cardamom hot chocolate. posh yet perfect.
I dont think Rob is the beating someone up kind of guy !
(yes becky it did make me laugh)
Ah, maybe Scientist meant that he can beat someone into submission with statistics alone!
Dylan, you have no idea how immobilising a swift kick in the statisticals can be!
Alison, that walk sounds amaaazing! When we were kids we used to play hockey on the old Danube when it froze – that was brilliant too.
Dylan, stats in general scare me.
Thinking about it though, Rob could probably inflict some serious shin damage with his pointy shoes. I think he must have a special shoe sharpener at home.
Incidentally, anyone with access to a window looking across towards the castle / old town should go and look out of it NOW..the sky’s just starting to go pink and with it reflecting off the snow around the castle and Arthurs seat it looks truly magical.
1. Go to more bloody gigs.
2. I broke a half a sledge we found with simply the power of clumsiness. That was fun.
3. People have already said Fargo and suggested The Road, so I seem unoriginal. Oh well.
4. I grew up in Canada so I guess that would be it.
5. Hot chocolate with a tot of rum. Yummy.
Hot chocolate with rum, now that sounds like it needs trying.
I t has to be seconded that robs pointy shoes are not to be messed with !!
It can’t be that fucking freezing Matthew if you can walk down the street at approx 3.25pm wearing a navy blue jumper clutching a cup of something hot in your left hand….
who wants to know who are my new fave band?
Il Divo?
Scotty Battle – some good stalking there….keep up the good work.
It was easy to be punctual, there were no kids at school getting in the way. We, erm, marked and planned. And watched ‘Alien’ with the director’s commentary.
There are chunks of ice, lots of them, floating down the Severn in shrewsbury now – i haven’t seen that in the 13 years I’ve been here.
i’ve just checked, and toad mentioned them briefly about 18 months ago
Toad’s never mentioned Il Divo, Chutters.
You’ve been spending too much time on this site, haven’t you?
There are icebergs in the river Severn?!
madcow I tried getting a pic of him but he was sauntering too quickly….his hair was beautifully dancing in the chilly breeze wearing a cheeky wee grin on his face with his right hand burrowed deep into his jeans pocket….
‘Icebergs’ would be pushing the bullshit needle dangerously close to critical. There are plates of ice, lots of them and some of them quite big. I will try and do pictures but don’t hold your breath.
Scratching mah nuts, Scotty, scratching mah nuts.
I like how Alison and Toad are trying to out-posh each other.
Chutters, is your new favorite band Meursault?
ha ha, no they are from Staten Island, New York
Are you going to tell us or keep dropping clues, ‘Stars in their Eyes’-style.
Bart, I think he’s labouring under the misapprehension that we care.
ah ol’ itchy baws…..
matthew tonight I’m going to be Grizzly Bear?
Il Divo aren’t from Staten Island, New York you loon.
Staten Island? Budos Band?
Or Sharon Jones & The Dap-Kings?
Dylan’s ‘old joke radar’ has gone on the blink again.
i know who it is, and i know he has gone home…
Having looked at the the Wiki entry for acts from Staten Island, and knowing Chutters, I reckon it’s White Lion.
Or Christina Aguilera.
Oh yeah, it’s definitely White Lion.
Christ, this pish is making me need a pint.
Shonagh, are you around tonight?
Everyone please take a moment to taunt C&B about the fact that he can’t go for a beer in about five minutes and has the whole rest of the afternoon to suffer through.
Mind you, the fucker’s probably been snowed in and had his feet on the couch all afternoon, sipping hot chocolate and watching daytime telly.
I shall wander along to the Wark (i presume)!
Shall see you later – off to brave the M8
See you at the Wark in an hour or so.
I’ll be there before 2pm Eastern time.
Alas, I made it to the office today. So taunt away! In 6 hours’ time you’ll all be lying face down in the gutter with pissed jeans.
1. less tart, but more tasty
2. no, but I have a date to make “voodoo snow angels” with an insane but gorgeous man, and I’m collecting hair and fingernail clippings
3. I second C&B’s Shining moment
4. I’m in Chicago, are you serious? We eat cold for breakfast!
5. We don’t do beverages in Chicago, it’s all solid food and human warmth here, sorry. Although I’d not refuse a cup of warm Ribena, yumm!
and Tom’s favorite new band is Cymbals Eat Guitars
Hey, at least we can get to work in the usual fashion when it snows, ya big babies! :-p
1. Jacob – go outside once a day
Ashleigh – go to library and read for comprehensive exams once a day (not going well so far for either of us)
2. Ice Skating. Plans to cross-country ski in very near future (Jacob remains skeptical of such an activity)
3. Jacob – Cliff Hanger, Stallone outsmarting Lithgow on snowy rocky mountains. Could it get any better?
Ashleigh – summer turning into winter after Billy’s little dance tantrum in Billy Elliot.
4. -53 (celsius, my friends) in downtown Calgary, Alberta.
5. Jacob’s whiskey cider, no contest.
No pints for me either.
1) Stop using the word ‘gay’ to describe things. I’m too old.
2) Shovel the snow baby!
3) The Snowman is still a favourite of mine. I also like the central theme that no matter how much you love it the dreams and magic of childhood will eventually die.
4) I worked outside on New Years Eve for four years. One year it pissed rain all over us and then the temperature dropped down to about 20 below. Chipping ice off your clothes is no fun. Interesting fact though. If you put those glove warmers on your chest it fools you body into thinking your fingers are warm and you can still do intricate electronic work without gloves.
5) Chai. And coffee honestly. Boring but good.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F608ouen5C8
Also this scene.
And in a defiant act of three post mentalism:
Get your act together UK. I’ve had to dig my way out of a basement apartment. Literally. I made a tunnel to street level. Last year we got two feet of snow on four different occasions. And I have elderly neighbours who can’t dig for themselves. And still Boston gets to work on time. As, I suspect, does Chicago. Grow a pair, put sand dispensers on the front of your trains and get back to work.
1. Play more live music
2. No snow in San Diego
3. The end of “The Shining”
4. 93′ in Buffalo, NY. Never got above 3 degrees for the month of january
5. Tea
UK done got murked.
1) to convert Matthew to dubstep and get some hip dance music on here. It’ll be like distance learning.
2) yes loads, tranvestite snowman building, angel shaping and icicle murders. It’s the murder weapon of choice for those in the know
3) The polar bear fight wasn’t bad
4) Lost in a white out while snowboarding, 50 minutes going nowhere but doing BIG praying to the fairygods. -loads.
5) Anything inside a pub.
I know I’m a bit late on this, but the Meursault album is really good, big hit at our new year party at about 4am. You should be getting a few orders in from AntEnglisher soon.
I only tell the beautiful ones my secrets!
1. Nah, don’t promise what I can’t keep
2. We were in Edinburgh at parents for Christmas and had several great sessions with the kids sledging on Blackford Hill
3. Touching the Void
4. Both in Edinburgh. In 1983 queueing for three hours outside the Playhouse for tickets to see “The Police” (deeply unfashionable now, but one of the best gigs I’ve ever been to) and a few years back when it was -teens overnight bit like now. Mind you, -12 the other morning in Mcr defrosting the car was quite chilly.
5. Soup
I’m aware that the conversation has moved on, but I nearly forgot Sword of Doom.
Not quite Joe. I’m actually English myself and so read the press from home all the time. I wasn’t really having a pop at people on this blog but I am totally baffled as to how snow can shut down a country like it does England. It’s only snow.
Well there’s no equipment, no infrastructure, no snow tyres, no shovels and people aren’t used to it. It is kind of understandable. If the council is spending money, why would they spend it on snowploughs when it only snows once every five years?
1. oh where to begin — write more stuff.
2. I’ve missed the snowy stuff by not being around when it falls — i don’t ski, and no one wants to go ice skating. i have gone wandering during a nice heavy flurry.
3. um… so drawing a blank so i will go with Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
4. Western New York when I was a kid — I used to go riding on Sunday afternoons and the barn wasn’t heated. Freezing (also remember looking at the temperature in my dad’s car and noting that it was 0 F)
5. Hot chocolate preferably not made by me.
There are no shovels in the UK?!!
I was just being silly Ben, I used to live in Canada so I’m sort of with you, but I also see Matthew’s point. Don’t hurt me!