Wore my Jon Snow coat to work today. It was glorious.
Winter *is* coming.
It was -6.66c yesterday on the way to work. I can't remember which levels of hell were cold, other than 9, and I don't think we're quite there yet.
Anyway, by Game of Thrones non-rotational definition of winter, I'd say we're already there.
Anyway, by Game of Thrones non-rotational definition of winter, I'd say we're already there.