If there is one good thing about winter it’s got to be the fact that my neighbour is less inclined to parade around the flat in his underpants. I can enter my apartment at any time of day without the fear of trespassing upon him in the hallway wearing nothing but his knickers.
“It’s freezing out there!” I say as I enter our shared hallway after a quick shopping trip.
My neighbour is not impressed. “It was much colder yesterday,” he says, “Sure, it’s still cold today I suppose. But yesterday was worse. Anyway, minus 20, minus 25, who cares? I don’t. But then again, life has made me tougher than most people.”