March & November Leaving Pitcher & Piano.

Around 11pm after the meeting with Romanian professionals last week – “It’s freezing, let’s hurry up and get to the tube”. “I can give you my coat if you want to”. “Don’t be silly, it’s really cold, you need it”. “I’m fine, I go to sleep on temperatures that make alcohol freeze”. (How come?) “I was born in March, I can handle low temperatures”. ‘Well, I was born in November, I should handle cold better than you”. “Yeah, right, all those of you born in November look like trembling chickens to me”.

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