It's a bank holiday weekend and in an unprecedented turn of events, the sun hasn't decided that she also deserves the time off. She's shown up and she is really putting the hours in.  People across the UK are either taking a bath in sun cream or already heating the bbq up and it's only 10am. A glorious three days off stretch out in front of us and my pasty bare legs do the same.

I pretty much gave up on tights three weeks ago. Not because it's warm enough but because my last pair laddered beyond repair and it seemed pessimistic to invest in another pack of 100 deniers.