Did we even think about the actual temperature before our cars and phones started insisting on telling us.
At my previous employer, for many years after the Halifax and Bank of Scotland merged, I used to regularly travel (fortnightly) to Edinburgh, and would alternate between driving (M6/A74), the train (East Coast Mainline) or flying (Leeds/Bradford or Manchester to Edinburgh).
One particularly cold day, I had flown and remember the pilot telling us Edinburgh was going to have a balmy maximum of -7C that day. I was in a meeting at Sighthill when we had a fire alarm go off and we all trogged out to the car park. Having travelled, I had my coat with me but those based in that office were in their shirts only. I had to lend my coat to someone who was starting to look like a White Walker, as I had me suit jacket on underneath.
That felt bitterly cold. Colder than 9,000 feet up a mountain in Bulgaria skiiing.