Having, for the most part, been based in warm, cosy offices throughout MY working life ... I sometimes look back and realise how fortunate I was, compared to the harsh outdoor conditions my dad endured - particularly during the bitterly cold winters of the early '60s (notably in February 1963) - when, as a middle
aged man, he'd to battle his way through weather - complete with heavy chains fixed to the wheels of his van and a shovel on board - in order to ensure his customers living in remote, outlying rural areas received their regular grocery deliveries.