I like living in a country with four distinct seasons: baking hot in summer, freezing cold in winter with spring and autumn doing appropriate things in between. It’s only fun though when you get some respite. So hurray for the man who fixed my air con and I take back everything I have ever said about the useless-ness of arisen on hot blow – picture me the other night watching television in 2 coats, a scarf and gloves, etc vs now when i’m only need 2 pairs of socks, tracky bottoms, long sleeve T and a hoody to sit in my living room. it’s all relative.