In the height of sticky humid summertime, cold comfort is finding the shade of a tree. After the first autumn chill in September, everyone unleashes the winter wardrobe though its likely to be 80 again the next day. The temperature as I type this is 6 degrees. And that's Fahrenheit, baby. Celsius friends, please use -14. That's fine though since all necessary weekend provisions are stocked up: milk, coffee, tea, unread novels, take-out menus.
