This Side of the Pond
Notes from an Uprooted Englishwoman
December 29, 2022
I don’t suppose you noticed that it was a bit chilly over Christmas? I know I did because, in all my days, I have never experienced temperatures like it.
But when I told my mother that it was 50 degrees warmer in my fridge than it was outside the door, she scoffed. When I complained that I’d had to put socks on inside the house, she wasn’t impressed, even though she knows full well that socks are my lifelong nemesis and I have the same relationship with keeping them on my feet as your average toddler.
My father meanwhile responded to an image of the predicted temperatures with a simpl...