'tis my favourite season.
So, there I am, 9:30am, waiting for the bus to work. In my usual attire, trainers, tracksuit bottoms, short sleeved t-shirt, hoody slung over shoulder in case it rains.
Is pretty nippy, maybe 3, 4 degrees.
Old guy walks past me, gives me the dirtiest of looks, one of those ones where you can read their minds "wtf is up with this freak" kind of look.
Makes me smile that does.