I just glanced at the TV and there is a cooking programme on called Jamie’s Christmas With Bells On . For some unfathomable reason, he is outside cooking Christmas meals on a campfire.
I won’t go into the usual pretentiousness of his chocolate gloop served in mugs, and dishes that only people desperate to appear hip would ever prepare, but what caught my eye was the fact he is wrapped up in a huge coat and scarf next to a river with what looks like Arctic-scale frost everywhere.
Except that the pale green leaves on the Weeping Willows just behind him (and the lack of any visible breath mist) suggest that the temperature might just be a little higher than the minus 30°C suggested. The continuity people must have used a hundred bottles of Snow-in-a-Can to create that illusion.