Yesterday at work, the howling ice cold gales straight off the Arctic ripped through me like a knife.
Today I woke up to this on my day off. If it stays like this for tomorrow, my eggs won't be rolling anywhere.
Dog seems happy though.
For those of you still out there working, wrap up.
Me I'm back off to my bed with a hot cup of java, imagining what it must be like to be sinking a pint of Guinness over in Singapore.
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