Sarah Hargreaves

Hear me out.

It’s a cold, frosty, sunny day.

You put on coats, hats, gloves, and scarves and take the dog out for a long walk. When you breathe in you can feel the cold air in your lungs. It feels fresh and there is a delicious crunch underfoot.

You get home, take off the coats, hats, gloves and scarves and someone has lit the fire. The living room is warm and inviting. There’s chocolate biscuits on a plate on the coffee table next to my favourite drink. A hot, steaming, mug of tea.