So. An ethereally beautiful winter’s day. I’m staring through the window at the soupy sunshine and the blurred pillars of dense, freezing mist, pondering all manner of significant thoughts. It’s here. The one. The coldest day of the winter so far, and the one I’ve been waiting for. Stepping outside at lunchtime is painful. I wear a tracksuit top but my legs are bare and stiff and white like a corpse.… READ MORE.... …