You get that? 56 degrees Fahrenheit. For the British crowd, that is 13 degrees Celsius. I am going to bed in long-johns, socks, a sweatshirt, and with at least two hot water bottles. The temperature outside hasn't reached it's lowest point for the winter. I can only imagine what February will be like.
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I'm not quite sure what to say! I don't think I could cope!
Now I know why my parents keep their bedroom window open all year round in Scotland... to remind them of the happy times sleeping in the DC deep freeze
I have two words for you: Electric Blanket!
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