Thursday, 9 August 2012
It's been a cold summer here: a dry cold summer. I inherited the 'I don't like cold' gene from my Mum. CJ inherited the other one from Dad. I usually keep the house at a minimum of 22 ℃. CJ finds that about the maximum before he has to bare all. Before I came back to the UK I saw a quilted dressing gown/robe on sale by Lands End. It looked very warm and was just twice what I would usually spend instead of three times - a real bargain. So I bought it and it was waiting patiently for my body to inhabit it when I arrived back. Imagine my horror when I discovered that it was more like a slippery, nylon quilted anorak which came down to my calves. Too late to send it back.
I've discovered though that it may not be pretty but boy is it cosy. I'd wear it all day if people wouldn't think me slightly eccentric. I've spared you the head and feet!
So today I am thankful for something really mundane - a dressing gown -which means that I can stay toasty first thing in the morning and don't have to have the house at a temperature that melts CJ.
Posted by Graham Edwards at 21:52