Snow!

Jesus, Matt.

You went out in public looking like that??

You fashioned a visor from cardboard. It's a slippery slope, my friend. Next thing you know it'll be papier mache pants and cereal box vests and blotting paper socks.

It's ridiculous. Take it off and have a fucking word with yourself.

It was that or close my eyes and rely entirely on memory for the six miles home. I realise now that I made the wrong choice. The shame...