(nights) I don't think you've seen anything yet. The mean January temperature in Montreal is -10°C.

[nights] My sister lives about 60 miles from you. Come the Christmas and New Year party season, she can keep bags of ice for cocktails outside the kitchen door for two weeks without them defrosting. One year, her daughters built themselves a skating rink on the drive (battens, polythene sheeting and several hundred gallons of water) which lasted for three months... I'd send out for thermal socks if I was you.

[UK] Pretty much. I suspect they must have deleted my player by now.

[Darren] No, since you have a Mr A. If you don't want to go back and feel like donating anything to another worthy clan member (ahem), I'm sure I could think of a couple of potential beneficiaries... (grovel ends)

Last weekend was the celebrity wedding of the year with squillions being paid for the exclusive pictures, to whet your appetite here is the dress and here, are Peter and Kate cutting the cake

(Inkspot) Can't get the links to work, not that I shall lose any sleep over it. :-)

(Inkspot) Link works now. Christ, what a pair of 12-volts! I still hope not to lose sleep.

Inkspot, you are a dirty old man (you too, Rosie). I'm a face man myself. :-)

Blimey. I'm amazed at how cleverly they get everything to look so plastic, including the smiles.

I'm kind of glad I have absolutely no idea who they are.

The moment I saw those pics in the office yesterday, I started up a chorus of "I'm a Barbie Girl, in my Barbie world..."