I could say that tea looks and tastes like perfumed urine but I am trying to keep a certain level of quality here…You know. Just because you don’t like it, it doesn’t mean you have to be dismissive and downright rude to those who enjoy it. Furthermore, her comments on coffee were ridiculous. Also, eating pasta in the bath? Come on…As we say in my country, we weren’t born yesterday so don’t feed us your idiocies. And why did she feel the need to demonstrate the opinions of fashion designer, beauty experts and… beauty entrepreneurs (I don’t even know what this means and I don’t care to find out…) in what ‘’real cosy’’ means? Aren’t people with actual, real, useful jobs enough? How about asking writers, poets, and artists? All we miss are uneducated models and football stars to complete the cringe-fest.

I don’t care about her background, I care about her attitude and her attitude is awful. Many times, she comes across as terribly posh and a plain poser. It spoils the atmosphere, it is vulgar and inappropriate. It’s cheap, its origins can be traced in ridiculous glossy magazines. For example, I don’t think the comparison between staring at the flickering candlelight and unhooking a bra is a successful one. Please, note that this is strictly my personal opinion and I am quite an abrupt, opinionated person but there were certain things here that I simply couldn’t stomach. The issues had a common denominator: the way Weird chose to comment and demonstrate her ideas. Despite the inclusion of By an Autumn Fire by Lucy Maud Montgomery and the Q&A with Liz Nelstrop from the National Trust, I can only describe the overall experience of reading Cosy as ‘’annoying’’. However, I think that there was a multitude of problems. In this book, the writer wanted to describe and possibly define cosiness supposedly through the habits and familiar features of the British way of living.

Others prefer blankets, socks, and food that comforts and warms our souls when everything seems dark. A mug of chocolate, a book and the caramel glow of a dimly lit room reflecting on the window. How does each one of us define coziness? For me, it’s comfort and warmth regardless of the season.

Cosy the british art of comfort