Hold on to your bóllocks boys. -16 and three feet of snow next week.

[Ash]

Wind chill is something that Britain genuinely excels at, like binge drinking and standing on the correct side of an escalator. I suppose you miss out on these things being abroad (apart from the binge drinking).

Shouting at people to "stand on the right, please" while thundering down the fast lane is one of the more joyous aspects of tube travel. Along with smell of the tunnels, the glazed, dirty steps, and the squeal of the rails as the southbound train approaches Chalk Farm.

Not sure if the provincial sorts get it, though.