Frigophobia

A favoured past time of mine, and one I find myself oft-indulging in, is looking back through old photos. Here, Oma and my Schwiegermutter can, at a pinch, provide me with cartons of baby SG, faded wartime photos and cards, and just the other day an absolute jackpot of black and whites from a heady period in 1980 when a commune may or may not have been inhabited, with a pet goat and a lot of knitting.

(As a complete aside, on two separate occasions with two separate families, I have been led through old photos that have heavily featured campingplatz nudity. I would say I must have a sign on my head inviting people to show me evidence of their physical prime, but I just think when one is flipping through German family photos, nudity is statistically more likely to feature than not.)

In a recent photo viewing, I noted a toddler SG on the beach in Mallorca. The sun was shining, it was by all appearances a mild day. Possibly even warm. His Dad was appropriately attired in shorts, basking in the rays. And there, next to him, was small SG in a jumper and, presumably long pants, which I couldn’t see because he was zipped into a Fußsack. On a beach. In Spain.

Germans, it seems – and I say this with plenty of fieldwork under my belt – are petrified of the cold. They are Frigophobians (I had to google it too). I know, I know, I am an Australian saying that. I hate the cold. Us Aussies don’t really know about real cold. Many of us generally under-dress for it when in cold locations, or going through our first real winter somewhere, and inevitably end up getting sick. If you ever see someone wearing thongs in September anywhere in the northern hemisphere, you can guarantee they are from the southern hemisphere. We wear Spring jackets in Winter, until we realise having a different jacket for each season is a thing. We aren’t at one, necessarily, with cold weather. But we aren’t scared of it.

For example, I don’t believe that bare feet will cause death (instant, or slow and painful). Germans do. Bare feet are regarded with the same incredulity as my child was the other day when she was spotted licking a lemon at the markets. (I had bought the lemon, don’t worry, she wasn’t licking a lemon that didn’t belong to us.) ‘ZITRONEN! SHOCK!’ gasped an older lady behind us in the coffee queue. Take that tone of voice, replace Zitronen with BARFUß, and you have the precise reaction to naked feet. Actually, jack up the SHOCK a notch. Add in this tone of ‘you idiot’ that Germans are extremely good at employing. That’s better, that’s more like it. Even when you are in the comfort of your own home. Wearing a tracksuit. Feeling perfectly warm. And don’t even try and jovially suggest you are okay without house shoes when visiting someone. Put the damn things on and pretend your core temperature has risen at least 5 degrees.

Occasionally, my lemon-licking child has been caught at home with bare feet, by visitors. While preparing tea, I have caught the muttered ‘Eiskalt‘ and ‘nackten Füße‘ comments, drifting in from the living room. Once or twice, her feet have been thankfully covered, but her hands – which are permanently in her mouth and thus permanently wet and thus very often chilly – have been cool and she has been once more labelled as freezing and I have been asked if she has more clothes to put on. You see, for a German, a child can never have too many clothes on. Forget that it is a sunny 20 degrees outside. Find the woolen hat, the insulated overalls, the lined shoes and mittens. Kit out the pram in a couple of thick blankets, and top it off with a gigantic pillow that acts as a fabric mountain arching over the swaddled child. Only then, can you wheel the child outside to face the day. Anything less and you will draw at the very least looks, and very often questions regarding the possibility of your child being cold. From complete strangers.

I understand that being cold can lead to getting sick. But if that is the concern, why do shops and restaurants (and people’s homes) get heated to unbearable temperatures, so when you come in from the cold, you are so warm, you sweat like a pig and have no choice but to completely disrobe, only to go back outside in the cold half an hour later, hot and sweaty. That will make you sick! Ensuring your child never sees a drop of sunlight until the age of two, that can make them sick! Loads of things will make you sick, why is The Cold sitting up there on a pedestal before which we all bow, feet be-socked, necks be-pashmined.

So, my question is, where does this come from? It isn’t Russia up here. Ja, it gets cold, sure. And there is a temperature where all bets are off, get me the deer skin and inside-warming liquor. There have been days I have genuinely asked my German Mum friends if it is normal to leave the house with a baby (answer: ja nein.) But there are also temperatures that are theoretically mild but treated like the fingers of death itching to stroke your uncovered square inch of skin and bestow upon you a savage, fatal lurgy. And there are a lot of sweating, swaddled red-faced kids on days it seems a simple jumper would suffice.

Help me out here Germs, unlock this cultural quirk. And what is it with bare feet?

PS: I am bracing myself for the tide of ‘WHY ISN’T YOUR CHILD WEARING SOCKS EVERY SECOND OF EVERY DAY’ comments.

41 Replies to “Frigophobia”

  1. When the doorbell rings I invariably have to chase the children down hollering ‘QUICK! Haus shoo-ay on-seen! Haus shoo-ay on-seen!’ (I have a great accent, nein?) The inevitable shock & horror from visitors at the sight of small people ONLY wearing socks in a heated home is too confronting. Especially for poor Oma, who suffers apoplexy at the sight, bless her Frigophobic heart! (Meanwhile I wore thongs for about three years straight once, though I had a ‘leather pair’ from Colorado for fancy occasions, like a Sizzler lunch.. Hehe!)

  2. Oh my goodness this post has articulated my rage at the german attitude to The Cold so perfectly! I am sick of being bullied into Hausschuhe when the room is heated to a balmy TWENTY SEVEN DEGREES. Sinnlos!

    1. Hahaha it is bullying! They bully about the cold! If they could, they’d pin you down and wrap you in 50 coats before you knew what was happening.

  3. haha great. I don’t get it either… I hate Hausschuhe, I always have overheated feet myself and don’t need them. And my well… “Wohlfühltemperatur” is a room with 18-20 degrees.. But so many of my German fellows are freezing and really – as you said – afraid of freezing and are only railing against the cold.. and hey.. I’ve been to Finland and Iceland.. in Iceland temperatures don’t get higher than 16-18 degrees in summer.. its okay! they survive there, too.

    1. It is a really funny fear, isn’t it? A combination of cold feet, drafts, hatless babies in ANY temps … I feel sometimes like the Germans know something about the cold that I don’t!

  4. I am as German as they come (or so I’ve been told). Still I live top walk through the house (and in summer also through the garden) with bare feet. And I don’t like carpet. Wood flooring is just fine. Maybe I am different, because I was partly raised on a camping ground in Schleswig-Holstein, where running around only in shorts and maybe a t-shirt was normal.
    Unfortunately the floor in our current home is absolutely too cold to do that – your feet really get freezing. I even bought a carpet for the living room (for our toddler). Time too move soon, I guess, do that the feet can get naked again…..

    1. Got to keep those feet naked. I grew up with the leatheriest, toughest feet from running around barefoot (unless we were in the bush, then gumboots for snakes and spiders). And we never wore shoes inside, unless it was winter and a pair of socks was necessary.

  5. First of all let me say thank you for your posts! I’m cracking up here about this one 🙂 hilarious but so true. I’m German, living in sunny SoCal and guess what? I’m wearing Hausschuhe 😉 I’ll try to explain where it might come from. Germans are also hate wasting resources & love to save money where ever they can. Why? The times till the late 60s were seriously rough times. Heating a room was expensive. The only warm room due to cooking was the kitchen. The living room got used only on Sunday. You tried to stay warm as much as possible in your house. At war & post war times you couldn’t heat at all & a cold was a serious thread. In the 18/19 century it was not “schicklich” (not lady like) showing your naked feet (or with socks). At this time nudity was a total no go as well!
    So, you see there is a lot of history in wearing Hausschuhe 😉 and the latest was pure survivalism – we know we won’t die without these days but it is still in our genes 🙂
    Hopefully you look at our spleen now with a smile knowing that we do that because we care about you 🙂

    1. Very true Bettina! I actually admire this mindset immensely. The Oma I jokingly referred to in my comment grew up the eldest of 9, on a farm, in postwar Germany. She is incredibly adept at reducing, reusing & recycling anything & everything. (Yes, they live in the kitchen because the rest of the house is usually freezing – why waste heating costs – so you need hausshuhe!) Coming from a country where consumerism, materialism & self comfort are rampant, these are very valuable lessons for our children, and for me. Enjoy Cali & wear those hausshuhe with pride!

      1. Agreed, I admire the mindset too. And I tend to only heat 1-2 rooms of the house during winter, maximum 2. The only thing Aussies are really thingy about is water, so I bring that to the table too – tap off when brushing teeth, short showers etc. Someone once told me Germany has water to burn, but still!

        1. Yes to ingrained water conservation habits. Apologies in advance for going gross – toilets! Growing up in the bush I was drilled to believe, ‘if it’s yellow, let it mellow, if it’s brown, flush it down’. In a water rich nation, I’ve found this is not expected, nor indeed acceptable. My husband considers it a cute cultural quirk, but in my defence, I don’t do it much anymore.. (Besides, I found China & India even more hardcore around this issue?!)

          1. My Mum has a similar attitude – she didn’t grow up in the bush, per se, but certainly rural and she is a hardcore water conservationist. Germany is SUCH a water rich nation – but those Aussie habits die hard!

        2. Saving water – a constant battle I fight here. Our neighbor is washing his car every ! day. Me, shutting off the water the ways you were talking about while he is pouring it down the drain is hard to stand. Especially being not rich in water here.
          Being the German I am I started an easy conversation with him (which is really difficult with these sensitive Americans who are afraid of neighbors who talking about something which is not sugar coated ;-)…making a long story short…he is washing his car now inside the closed garage…argh…I guess he didn’t got my point

  6. I wish I could explain it. It really does seem to be cultural, though! Americans seem to be similar to Australians in this way. 🙂

    Funny you mention it, because I was just at a play date tonight with a friend and she said, “I feel like you always dress Theo in way less than I dress my child. Am I overdressing her!?” It felt very warm in her apartment and Theo’s socks were falling off anyway, so I had just slipped them off – I like for him to get in some Barfuß time when he can! – and he was wearing just a pair of jeans and a long-sleeved onesie. I told her that as long as his neck feels warm (and it did!) I don’t worry about him being cold. It’s normal for hands and feet to be a bit colder, especially while walking around on hardwood or tile floors! There are some temperatures where that is uncomfortable, and others where it’s refreshing!

    This German reaction to The Cold goes hand in hand with Luftzug. I remember about a month after Theo was born, we were having really awesome, HOT summer weather! We had a picnic in the park with the other moms from the birth prep course and one was complaining that it was SO hot in her apartment but she was afraid her daughter would get sick if she opened her windows, so she did not.

    I’ve also gotten lots of comments about having wet hair in the winter. I shower in the mornings and don’t blow dry my hair (who has time for that?!) unless it’s reaaaally frigid out. Never gotten sick because of that, but by the look on some peoples’ faces, you can tell they think I’m about to drop dead from the cold, and why would a person DO something so unreasonable?

    1. I do the same with my hair! And the baby dressing thing is amazing. I remember being down by the water on a stinking hot summer’s day and a Mum had her baby down there with her. The baby was bright red and screaming, and I couldn’t help but wonder if perhaps she removed the thick hat, and perhaps one layer of clothing, the baby would be a bit more comfortable. But it is SO ingrained to wrap the baby up, regardless of weather, this thing was swaddled in the sun and clearly not happy about it!

    2. It’s a health thing! I am really sensible about the cold, I could never walk around with wet hair in winter! I always blow dry my hair, even in summer because I would instantly get a cold! No kidding! 30°C upwards is ok… You would think our upbringing might be the problem, no Abhärtung! BUT: As a kid me and the neighboorhood children were running around barefoot in summer, and I don’t remember owning Hausschuhe.
      Maybe it’s a female thing, too! Isn’t it the biggest clichè that “women are always cold”? Now, as a grown-up, I am ALWAYS running around with Hausschuhe. I must have the worst blood circulation! Sometimes I’ve got cold feet in summer whilst wearing slippers!
      Would be interesting observing german male feet! Don’t think a lot of them wear slippers….

  7. Liv, your observation is so spot on and funny at the same time – as always. Thank you!
    I, too, grew up in Germany and was always told “Zieh Hausschuhe an”. I’m guessing the reason for this obsession with warm feet is that it is generally assumed that you get sick from having cold feet – like, it’s not just a possibility but an absolute certain fact that you will get sick if your feet are cold for even a short amount of time. And we’re not just talking about a common cold that’s threatening to befall those without Hausschuhe. We’re talking bladder infections, too! 🙂
    To be fair, I (being German and all) really hate having cold feet. If my feet are cold, which happens pretty fast, my whole body feels cold and I’m cold and uncomfortable (and grumpy, because I hate being cold, and winter in general). So I embrace my Hausschuhe during the colder months. Maybe it’s because I grew up being a whimpy Hausschuh-wearer? My also-German husband gets by without Hausschuhe just fine.

    1. Bladder infections, love it. I have to say, I have adopted the house shoe thing and do tend to wear them at home. Now that the sun is out and the weather warming, I feel a little bit more like I want to have bare feet more often. I am not yet at the stage, it has to be said, where I offer guests house shoes … but it can’t be far away!

  8. Lustiger Artikel, vielen Dank.
    I like Hausschuhe because I don’t like to wear a lot of layers of but have warm feet.
    As I was reading your Artikel I remembered that my Mamma and other Mammas of her day (the 60s and 70s) believed in the health benefits of the ‘Luftbad’. (and just so you know, when your child is in the buff, having air Luftbad, then she is a ‘Nackedei’) There are great benefits in the Luftbad, it allows the skin to breathe. Das ist ganz wichtig!!

    1. I think the Luftbad is a wonderful thing. My Mum calls it ‘sunkicks’ when the baby’s bottom and legs gets some suntime – ganz wichtig!

  9. Hah, hausschuhe – face The Draft! While germans love Hausschuhe and are anxious about cold feet, what they really really fear is Zug – while not wearing socks might make you sick, drafts will sure kill you! 🙂
    This made it even to a list with international superstitions, because no other country has such a fear of drafts.

  10. I can top this with the rules we had during my German childhood – and both my parents were scientists and made fresh muesli for us every morning: The thermometer ruled. If it was 18 °C in the shade (the coldest part outside the back door) we were allowed to wear kneesocks. If it was 20°C in the shade, it was down to Söckchen (those short little ones) and anything above meant barefoot, never mind, whatever you fancy. So yes, we would jump up and huff at the damn thing because seemingly all kids were in their kneesocks and – not fair – we still had to wear tights.
    The other thing: Every summer, we spent 3 weeks at the North sea coast in Denmark and for some godawful reason, my mother had this theory of acclimatising and that meant that for the first week (!!!) we were not allowed in the water because we could all die or whatever. To be fair, this rules lasted only for the first 2 years.
    I did it all completely different with my kid, obviously.
    Oh, and the thing about the lemon: I would be concerned about the wax and the chemicals on an unwashed lemon unless it’s from a bioladen.

    1. THIS IS AMAZING. A WHOLE NEW LEVEL OF SOCK RULES!

      (Don’t worry, it was a Bio lemon! And I gave it a little rub on my pants, just in case!)

  11. Hello Liv and everyone,
    my grandma and my friends, who were children in and post 2ndWW Germany, told me about living their life without shoes in a rural environment in Schleswig-Holstein. Going to school in winter was the longest journey. Cold feet were something to worry about. My grandma was one of the few children in her village to survive diphtheria.  I would like to think that experiences like these embedded an instinct to wear all kind of shoes when they became available/affordable again, inside and outside, and to make sure the little ones are never without them.
    Hausschuhe never made it to Australia with me. Thick socks and a pair of thongs a good replacement. Lately I found my feet sock-less. My brain started to forget to tell me that my feet are cold. Cold feet, no worries!  Am I becoming  ore like the locals of the Adelaide Hills, who wear T-Shirts in temperatures in which Germans would have engaged the Übergangsjacke and the Loop-Schal?
    But, despite my tendencies to adapt, I am so looking forward to my christmas holiday in Germany, where I will hop from café to café, then to Eiscafé and back to the café, to eat Kuchen mit Sahne and Eisbecher mit Sahne and drink Irish Coffee, and to frolic in the Wechselbad of hot inside and PROPER cold outside!
    By the way, my friend in germany who has a two year old son, never put any kind of shoes on her baby before he started to walk to kindergarten on his own feet. To not impair the development of strong muscles and flexible tendons. Start of a new generation, who will frown on people dressing their toddlers in “Lauflernschuhe” I guess!
    Cheers Andi

    1. This is my favourite line:

      ”Am I becoming ore like the locals of the Adelaide Hills, who wear T-Shirts in temperatures in which Germans would have engaged the Übergangsjacke and the Loop-Schal?”

      Engaging the Übergangsjacke and Loop-Schal is an actual thing. You are so right.

  12. You can go barefoot outside when you can hear the cuckoo call in the spring.
    Sitting on cold stones gives you Blasenentzündung
    Standing in Zug gives you either a cold or pinkeye
    Babies need to wear hats ALL the time
    Hausschuhe are an absolute must at all times. Not only for warm feet but also to prevent losing toe nails etc under doors (ever opened a door and had your toes in the way? My mum would say “well, if you were wearing Hausschuhe, that wouldn’t have happened!”)

    By the way: Thongs mean an entirely different thing here in the UK than in Oz. Think underwear. 😉 I had to read your thong sentence twice to make sense of it 😀

  13. Let me speak up as the first German you know who absolutely HATED Hausschuhe as a child. You know, freshly out of the womb, there is no Germanness. Now I love them. Society has finally made me a cripple, ha.

  14. Even though I’m 40 and thus an adult, my elderly neighbours will still freak out if they see me with barefeet taking the trash out on a 26C day when there is no risk whatsoever of dying from the cold. I’m a constant source of worry for them with my Australian ways.

  15. Like others here I also believe that this fear of the cold and esp. of the “Zug” (draft) among us Germans was passed down from our parents and grandparents who suffered the rough times in and after WW II.
    My father often told us that a draft could even kill big bears although they could easily stand “normal” cold …

  16. I don’t know.
    Neulich habe ich eine Dokumentation über den Polarkreis gesehen: die Einheimischen Eskimo trugen Jeans und kurze T-Shirts, auch die Kinder. Welche Temperaturen da wohl herrschten? Temperaturempfinden ist wohl auch relativ.

    Und was ist so lächerlich daran, kalte Füße unangenehm zu finden und darum Haussschuhe zu tragen? Manche posts klingen etwas von oben herab.
    Ansonsten toller Blog!

  17. B
    Just read your last post and I completely agree to all you said. Here in Oz it seems strange that parents complain about the cold and dress warm, while their children are running barefoot at 6 degress Celcius – and that WILL give you a cold … and a “Blasenentzündung”, when Primary students are sitting on the cold concrete in winter during lunchbrake. And everybody knows what regular bladder infections in early years can do to a woman’s vertility..

  18. Liv, Du solltest Dir mal überlegen wie Deine von-oben-herab-posts ankommen.
    Es zwingt Dich keiner deutsche Hausschuhe zu tragen und sehr wohl ist es wichtig, dass Baby’s Mützchen tragen – was in Deinem Land leider ein absolutes Fremdwort ist. Dass Du Angewohnheiten und kulturelle Unterschiede in DEU wahrnimmst ist toll! Ich lese Deinen Blog schon sehr lange und kommentiere nun zum ersten Mal, denn in meinem Augen arten Deine Beobachtungen leider immer mehr zu arroganten Bemerkungen aus. Ich bin Deutsche, sogar gebürtige Norddeutsche, und seit einigen Jahren in Australien wohnhaft. In Deinem Land ist ganz vieles nicht in Ordnung, und ich rede hier nicht von nur Hausschuhen tragen oder nicht – das Wort Schuhe ist für Deine Landsleute nämlich eher ein Fremdwort (sowie Kopfbedeckung, ausreichend Sonnenschutz, Kindererziehung, Gesundheits-und Schulsystem,… und noch vieles mehr) Ich bin seit einiger Zeit dabei ein Buch über meine Erfahrungen auf verschiedenen Kontinenten auf dieser Welt zu schreiben, inkl. aller Beobachtungen, die ich seit meinem Herzug ans andere Ende der Welt gemacht habe. Die meisten positiven Anmerkungen bzgl. Australien kommen fast ausschliesslich von Backpackern oder Urlaubern. Ich würde nicht noch einmal hierher kommen, hier leben und mein Kind hier grossziehen! Im Übrigen, Du darfst in Deinen Beobachtungen gerne mal bemerken, dass man in Deutschland seine Kinder in der Öffentlichkeit nicht schlagen darf – das ist strafbar. Hier in Australien beobachte ich nahezu täglich, wie oft “mal” draufgehauen wird. Die hiesige “No worries”-Einstellung spiegelt sich in so vielem wieder – besonders in der doch sehr “anderen” Kindererziehung und der immer wieder beobachteten Überforderung, seine eigenen Kinder zu erziehen. Aber die Lehrer werden es schon richten, nicht wahr? Hier zahlen Eltern bis zu 20.000 $ und mehr, damit die Kinder bereits in der Grundschule von 0900-1500 Uhr auf eine Privatschule gehen können, vorher beim Pre-School Care und hinterher beim After-School Care abgeschoben werden. Und am Ende gibt es natürlich ein gutes Zeugnis, denn man zahlt schliesslich dafür! Ein bisschen mehr Demut und Dankbarkeit unserer Kultur gegenüber fände ich angebracht, auch wenn man vieles bei uns auf die Schippe nehmen kann.

    Im Übrigen sehe ich immer mehr australischen Autos mit dem Aufkleber: “Love it or leave!”

  19. Ich lese hier auch schon eine Weile mit: Ich empfinde hier nichts als “von oben herab”, ganz im Gegenteil, ich liebe es, so den Spiegel vorgehalten zu bekommen! Manchmal laufen mir beim Lesen die Lachtränen übers Gesicht! 🙂
    Ich bin über 50 und trage (fast) nie Schuhe und (fast) das ganze Jahr kurze Hosen! Hey, Norddeutschland hat ein sehr mildes Klima! Als meine Kinder klein waren, wurde ich ständig gemaßregelt ob der fehlenden Mützen, Schals, Handschuhe oder Schneeoveralls (hey, es gibt KEINEN Schnee in Norddeutschland). In meiner Familie gibt es KEINE Hausschuhe. Ich mußte aber welche extra für den Kindergarten anschaffen. Wir lieben es alle, barfuß zu gehen. Außerdem stehen in unserem Haus immer irgendwelche Fenster offen. Wir lieben frische Luft.
    Bitte nicht demütig und dankbar werden, liebe Liv, sondern weiter frei von der Leber weg über uns schreiben. Im Unterton schwingt für mich immer Deine positive Einstellung mit. Und seien wir doch mal ehrlich: wir Deutschen (und sicher auch Australier, Amerikaner, Kroaten oder Japaner,…) haben schon einige merkwürdige Angewohnheiten! 😉

  20. Hey, who says there are no Hausschuhe in Oz? I live in Queensland and last week it was here warmer than in Northern Europe, day and night but I always wear my Hausschuhe at home. My leather house shoes with acrylic ‘fur’ are from Aldi and Aldi has got house shoes or slippers of different types several times a year in the program. Now you can say, sure they do, they are German. But what about the aisles full at K-Mart, Big W, Target etc.? What about the iconic Ugg boots which are worn here in typical local stylish fashion with hot pants and tank tops all year? Not just at home – in the streets! Adorable!

    Yes, many Aussies wear only thongs all year or forsake footwear altogether although the latter, I suspect, are largely Kiwis from what I knew when I lived there. Shoes were even more of a rarity there even so it’s mostly colder and in Manukau I saw kids go to school all winter long without any shoes altogether or some thin sandals at best – in morning frost. But then, they didn’t have jackets or long pants either. I guess that’s fine if you’re used to it. Us Germans, we are just wussies.

    Anyway, guess what I am wearing right now here in the subtropics? One of my trusted eight Norwegian sweaters which I wanted to throw out when I first moved here from NZ in summer time. Just as well I kept the feather down plus second duvet, all the woolen socks my mother knitted (a whole box full), shelves full of long acrylics, blankets in every room. I find use for all of that and stacks more winter stuff despite the reverse air/con and an oil heater in the bedroom.

    Actually, it may be warm during the day and tomorrow we expect to have 26 degrees some time after lunch but the low is only 10 degrees and the temperature drops considerably when the sun goes down. Then it takes all morning to become pleasant but we are over the worst for this year, I hope. Neither in Germany, nor in NZ have I experienced 10 to 15 degrees differences in high and low temperatures on a daily base. I end up wearing warm clothes right through the afternoon always anticipating the inevitable drop and what if the car breaks down or something. I would be doomed. Of course, no one else around me anticipates extended involuntary exposure to the forces of nature by the way others dress while they are nursing their colds and coughs but sure, I can’t help being a Warmduscher…

  21. i hate those too. like the germans that want to berate you that your toddler isnt wearing a cap at 15 degrees . If it was left to them toddlers would always wear caps either it us too cold or too sunny. relax i am nor one of those. i am totally a warmophob. as in i wear shorts from 15 deg and anything warmer than 25 deg earlier at high humidity is too warm xD

    1. I have resigned myself to hearing, ‘oh kalte Füße’ at least once a day, for the next ten years … or twenty.

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