HELLO, WINTER
I PUT ON MY THIRD PAIR OF SOCKS TO GO WITH MY OUTFIT: TRACKSUIT PANTS, A THERMAL LONG-SLEEVE TOP AND MY FIANCÉ'S HOODIE. As I shuffled towards the couch, Game of Thrones ready for action on the TV, he looked at me and said, ‘I can't believe winter is here, and I'll see nothing but your head for the next six months.’ With that, I plopped between the cushions and enticed my cat with her beloved red blanket, making sure she curled her chunky body on my belly – self-heating water bottle sorted. A sight for sore eyes? Check. I didn't go down the road to refill our gas bottle for the heater that day. As a result, I sat there making ‘hah hah hah’ sounds, watching as the warmth…