Baby It's Cold Outside

Spent the afternoon in Toronto, which even Torontonians will admit, is a damnably ugly city, and on a foul winter's day reveals its cold bleak heart by blowing a skingy wind off the lake that cuts to the very soul. But Toronto has its moments: today was bitterly cold, record-breaking cold (almost) yet the sky was the colour of sapphires, and even dingy old Yonge Street danced and sparkled in the winter sunlight. For a moment, winter became a pleasure; the crowds downtown, bundled in scarves and hats, were cheerful, as if to say, yes we are Canadian, and we are coping.