So I arrived in the UK together with the Beast From The East. Then Emma knocked on my door. Storm Emma. On the coldest night in the UK in decades, my pipes froze over. Hanging out of Hobbit-sized bathroom window, I poured kettles of boiling water over the pipes. I then noticed a massive icicle frozen over the top of the outside outlet pipe. Retrieving my broom my shed, I proceeded to try and knock the icicle off the top of the pipe. This icey buggar was probably the cause of my pipes not working.
During all this commotion, I heard the unmistakable sound of a mosque-like yodeling and wailing.
So began my first night in the UK.