I hate the cold. Mr B. laughs at this because LA is nowhere near as cold as NI, but I don't care. For me, there exists a very narrow band of temperature acceptability. Be it Belfast or Burbank, cold is cold. I have been alternating between this sweater and a similar green one (which you will no doubt see posted here soon) all Winter. It used to belong to my great aunt (who incidentally has just promised me a mother load of clothing she is getting rid of, though at this point I think I have probably already inherited all the good stuff).