Once, on a visit to Newcastle, I saw the standard winter Saturday-night carousing by young women dressed in very short skirts with bare arms and legs, tottering along on skyscraper heels, bodies folded against the bitterly cold winds.
A kind thought crossed my mind, and I resolved to fill a white van with cosy duffel coats, and take them on a mercy-mission to keep those poor young women warm.
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