As the first freezing sleet of
the year begins to fall I can tell you now that far from settling in, hibernation
has never seemed such an attractive prospect.
Brrr it’s cold. After three years of Californian winters I’m
not prepared for this. I don’t even own
that UK bare essential – an ice scraper for the car. I am actually one of those
rare people who overnight their car in the safe confines of a garage, but heading out for the evening last night I
realised the car may well freeze up in
the two hours or so it was going to be left outside. Could I find an ice scraper? No,
all I uncovered in the depths of the garage was the culmination of our seasonal
motoring needs in the US - two sun
shields for those hot sunny afternoons in the parking lot. Fat lot of good they
are going to serve us here.
My wardrobe is totally
inadequate. I have had to purchase several
jumpers, warm socks, and a new winter coat. I’m already on my third umbrella. Our
heating bill for this quarter – and I’m sure January and February are only going
to be worse – is enormous. In Pasadena I
only remember putting the fire on about twice in three years.
At first the thought of being
cold was a novelty; the chance to wear some different clothes. I quite liked
the idea of wearing long sleeves, and my discount boots purchased in those
designer mega-stores, well they were hardly worn. Now I rarely take them off.
I scuttle from the car to the
house and then back out again, not a mere ounce of flesh on show. I’d forgotten
what frost looked like, I’d forgotten those biting winds, the sunsets at four o’clock.
But of course it’s not all doom
and gloom in the UK, because Kate
Middleton is finally pregnant! You can almost hear the sighs of relief all
round. The American tabloid press had
Kate pregnant with twins since her wedding night – if not before. Every time I stood in line at Ralphs
supermarket the gossip mags by the check-out lead with headline stories about
Kate’s ‘secret’ pregnancy.
The Americans love our royals – I
was constantly quizzed about the Queen, Helen Mirren, Prince Charles and Harry and Wills as if I knew them
personally. If we British ever decide to
declare a republic and get rid of our royals, there will always be a home for
them in America - apart from Camilla, of course. At least that's one suggestion that probably wont be cropping up on the list of prospective baby-names....
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