If you have never attempted a London winter without looking as though you have been picked up from the side of the road and dropped into your fat suit… then I tip my hat (and all of yours) to you (and everyone else has survived it). this is not a normal winter. This is the winter where you’d be certain that the cold hates us, but this year – no matter how hot or cold, no matter how long I have to wait in the queue: I will make my way into the queue through the queue to Winter Wonderland…
