I have the central heating on, a big mug o' tea... and my ski jacket...
Welcome to our world.
Bloody miserable isn't it...?
Spent four hours in the 'plane, 40,000 feet, 630+ mph, whisked accross the continent in no time at all...
Then waited 75 minutes for the bloody suitcase...
Then went outside and can see my breath...
It is only the thought of inspecing Wenchy's bottom that is stopping me catching the next flight back...