I like the cold. You can do things about feeling cold, and they are Good Things. Wrapping up in big coats, scarves and gloves is fun, and it feels great to be warm when surrounded by cold air. It also goes hand-in-hand with dark evenings, and walking around as the lights of a town begin to shine is very pleasant indeed. It’s even better when they’re Christmas lights. And then you return to a warm home and make a hot chocolate and, after a week of encountering needless and wearing cynicism about everything from politicians to Children In Need to the inherent goodness of people, just for a few hours everything is well with the world.