It’s another dark, dreary day, and I can hear the pitter-patter of rain on the roof.
The sky beyond looks ominous. I drag myself out of bed, have a shower and pull out my usual outfit of woollen pants, thermal under-layers, cashmere or wool jumpers (yes, plural), a down coat, my scarf and matching beanie, and a pair of woollen socks. I then slip my feet into fur-lined, chunky, black boots, grab an umbrella and ready myself for the freezing day ahead.
I’m an Aussie expat living in the second happiest country in the world, Denmark, a northern European nation a stone’s throw from Finland which has, for the seventh time in a row, topped the World Happiness Report.
The report is based on a Gallup World Poll sample of…
