Granted, this is par for the course in any country where the sun has its hat on for an extended period of time but us Brits just seem to take it to the next level. The second theres a ray of sunshine peeking through the perpetual gloom we gaily strip down to our unmentionables and let that blubber fly. If were not proudly waddling to and from the beer garden like a walking clogged artery were topping up our fake tan with skin cancer, flexing our disproportionate abs and acting like boorish idiots. And if its raining, which it will be, so much the better. If the temperature stretches to 15 degrees Celsius youre going to Asda in your mankini, rain or shine, and who gives a toss what anyone else thinks. This is just the way it is apparently. Happy summer!
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.
