12 Summer Time Problems Every British Person Will Suffer
3. Mud
Of course, you know its summer in the UK when the festival season begins with people braying on about how shit the Glastonbury line up is but still buying tickets. And this gives cause for Mother Nature to go all apocalyptic, realise that large congregations of human beings are going to be completely off their balloons and thus vanquish the sun in favour of torrential piss. Which is when all the mud happens. Indeed, one of the single most bafflingly iconic images of the great British summer is when a handful of intoxicated morons fling themselves arse first into sludgy brown filth in their birthday suits, all because the suns out and they can. And theyre on drugs. Yup, it isnt summer in Britain without the reassuring sight of mindless lunatics basically bathing in a mix of urine, faeces and vomit. Which is obviously something they should put on the tourist boards.
Chris James Peet says hello. His interests include hoping for the best and sitting in chairs. He much prefers moaning to counting his blessings and suffers fools gladly. He also likes to look out of the window and check what's in the fridge but he hates standing up, dripping taps and reality.
