Nippy

Finally got my sorry arse away from the vansky and walked to work this morning. Man, it was cold. Not a frozen windswept desolation, blasted flat by a gelid gale of ice and sleet. But definitely nippy.

I even used the hood on my hoodie for more than urban decoration. It was employed out of neccessity.

This is a shed-thing at the local pony club I walked past. All the horses were wrapped up and trying to nibble their way through the frost. Brrr.

I do feel quite comfortable up on the moral high ground though. Oh, did you drive? Not so good for the environment, is it? Bloody hypocrite.