I’m that person that’s always cold no matter what - except for those two days of summer when wearing clothes is unbearable - but the rest of the year, you’ll find me in a dressing gown or Oodie dupe under a blanket in fuzzy socks about 90 per cent of the time.
And as a sufferer of Raynaud's syndrome, my fingers and toes can get particularly cold, so it’s important for me to stay wrapped up and toasty.
Since I’m not the bill payer for our central heating, I don’t touch the thermostat - and like many Brits at the moment, we’re seeing how long it’ll take before we crack and turn it on for an hour. I’m placing my bets on Halloween week.
