Sunday, 29 November 2009

Hardy or just foolhardy?

It is one of life’s great mysteries.
We have reached that time of the year when the temperature begins to drop. It’s called winter.
And yet I despair.
In downtown Dundee, there are still a few sleeveless T-shirt wearing boneheads wandering around as if it is high summer. And while they wander, I wonder.
Should I deride them for their asinine qualities or admire them for their ability to thole the cold?
Indeed, the temperature may have dropped, but how long will it take for the penny to finally drop?
Surprise, surprise, I have a theory.
Could it just be that by the time the message is relayed from their extremities to their brains that it is starting to get mild again?
Who knows? I daren’t ask!

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