12 Summer Time Problems Every British Person Will Suffer
2. Unfettered Guilt
For eleven months of the year you basically live in an eerie grey bubble of cloud, rain and abject misery occasionally punctuated by brief but exciting flurries of snowfall - and the accompanying melodramatic tripe about a big freeze from the aforementioned lunatic media. Much like sitting next to other humans on public transport, not quite catching someones name and calling them excuse me forever, and the Royal Family, this is just something the British have to endure. So on the rare and valuable days when its gorgeously hazy and warm, and our wonderful country looks all picture-perfect like it does in a Richard Curtis film, its imperative that you get out and enjoy it. If youre not sufficiently sunburnt, swearing at wasps in a beer garden or irritated by all the people with their guts on full display, the associated guilt is all encompassing and you start saying things like oh, I feel like Ive wasted the day or what a waste of this lovely sunshine. Sometimes Netflix and sitting in your pants scratching yourself is just too good to turn down.
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.
