I have a vivid childhood memory of being really cold. Inside the flat. To our requests that the heating be turned up, our stepfather would always reply, “Put on a sweater.” To which we invariably responded by putting on not only a sweater, but also snow pants, several scarves, at least one woolly hat, gloves and ski goggles (the same came in handy whenever asked to chop onions as well, so versatile!). Anyway, this is Noah telling me he’d like me to up the thermostat.
It’s cold inside December 10, 2010