Cue Harry...not our one, the Lyme one . . .

Arrived in a dark, seven-below zero Vienna today for some work. I'd forgotten how cold this temperature actually feels. It’s not when you are walking about that you notice it (I'm helped by being wrapped up in my body-glove designed for minus twenty) but when you step inside somewhere and touch the outer layer of your clothes....iiicccyyy!

Liver dumpling soup and Weiner Schitnzel is doing a good warm up trick as I write!