'This morning in Amherst it was minus seven degrees Celsius. And as I walked to campus, I was surprised to find myself feeling grateful that the days were beginning to warm up.
'On the flight from Sydney to Los Angeles, I sat beside a Scottish man. 'If ya don't want to feel the cold,' he told me, 'collect a bucket of icy-water and slush each morning, take it to the bathroom, strip off and throw it over yourself,' his long rusty beard hardly moved as he spoke.' (Introduction)
