Gloves off

It was the switching on of the Christmas lights in my home town last weekend.

I decided to brave the cold. The drawing card -The Torn and the promise of a spectacular fireworks display.

Winter arrived in full swing and it was time dust off my winter coat and start a search party for gloves. Gloves and coat.

Winter never completely starts until I order my first hot chocolate of the season- extra cream if you please. Coated and gloved I ordered and was promptly served with the words: Would  madam care for anything else? Wrapping the cup in a napkin? And so Saturday evening started.

The following morning, dressed in tracksuit bottoms, t-shirt and fleece after my morning run, I ordered the same hot chocolate with extra cream from the same person: Is that all love? There are napkins at the station at the end of the counter.

I never knew gloves made such a difference.

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