I’ve got a lovely fur lined (not real fur) Russian Cossack hat. It made its winter debut this morning. -1 when I got in the car at 4.40am.
Now a month since Mr van Gerwen lost his bet, still the money has not landed in my pocket. He desperately wants to go to Mansfield, but once he knew I was going and I called the bet done with a 1/2 time pint and pie he decided not to go.