..comes out in Britain, its pretty much the law to either drop all plans, or move them outside. As a reward for the productive day I so needed (even on five hours sleep, thanks to the boy for that.. No, not that, for deciding to make a lasagne at midnight) I’ve upped sticks and set up office in garden.
Work – check. Holiday shopping – complete. According to this – its now time to put my feet up and crack open the sushi and champagne. Yes, it should be juice but its also the law in a sunny Britain to indulge in a few “bevvies”.
What else can we get away with when the sun shines?