Cold

During today’s cold snap I spent the journies clad in two coats and had the heating up full with the windows firmly shut

Unfortunately, lurking behind a clutch of little old ladies at a stop on Moorland Road, was a Gentleman of the Road and, as much as I tried to avoid his gimlet gaze, I had to let him on. He smelt, as I feared, like a combination of the Elephant Man’s gym kit and John Prescott’s gusset, so I opened a window in an attempt to dissipate the clouds of nauseating, cloying stink

My dashboard thermometer read 3 degrees and, as he got off, the following exchange ensued

To whit:

GOTR: Bit cold, innit drive? Is the heating broken?
Me: No. Is your shower?

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