Wind chill?

HH is getting pretty bored with his hospital room, and a couple of turns up and down the corridor and downstairs to the garden didn’t do much to improve things. Can’t say I’m too impressed either, but I can escape to the garden at mealtimes and tonight Ronaldo handyman came to sit with HH again so I could keep a long-standing dinner appointment with friends. Once again, everyone was very concerned to hear HH was back in hospital (I hadn’t really told anyone) and there were loads of offers to help.
 
We had a super evening, although as we ate out in the garden, our hostess had to raid the wardrobe for thick cardigans and sweaters, and even gloves and a beanie for the friend in the photo, who has a cold. Our host and hostess were the only ones who weren’t shivering (it must have been about 10o C (50 o F). But it was so nice to see everyone and they were all on such good form. I didn’t get back to the hospital till 12:30, feeling a bit guilty!