I've got a date! I'm dressed in my gorgeous white strappy mules, tight white skirt and bare legs. But WHY did I agree to meet outdoors? In a park, for goodness' sake? Now my date is nowhere to be seen, and my legs are freezing! There's snow on the ground, and it's seeping over the soles of my shoes, freezing my poor toes. But I'm NOT going to give up, I'm staying here till he turns up; I've dressed to impress and all this effort is not going to go to waste. But for the love of God, my legs are covered in goosebumps and I CAN'T stop shivering. This is intolerable. The things we do for romance