Somehow, this week, the floor I work on (or could it be the whole actual building work in?) is freezing cold. Or maybe I'm just particularly lacking fat this week.

In any case, today is Wednesday and after fighting off that urge for three days - or, okay, two days and half - I am going out to buy a magic bag at lunchtime. And not because I have any muscular pain whatsoever, no - simply to serve as a personal heating device.