Dear Winter,
I know you are really only one month away, but could you be coming any slower?
I mean, I am really prepared for you, I have bought boots, skivvies, coats, scarfs and tights and keep trying to wear them but alas, it is still to hot.
I miss the warm fires you bring with the hot chocolate and marshmellows. I miss the hot water bottles and layers and layers of clothes and blankets stacked on me at bed time. I miss your long hot showers and your porridge (only with honey and sultanas of course).
I am even willing to put up with the cold toilet seats that you bring and freezing tap water.
If you please, please come soon.
Lots of Love,
B
P.S- If it is possible, could you make it snow here too? Thanks,






















