firstly before i go any further can i say i love the summer, like, really love the summer! to me, the summer means 4 things - bronzed skin, flimsy dresses, flip flops and tops down! however it does also tend to mean that you have encounters like tonight.

i’m driving home from work, tops down, music blaring, singing my heart out to most of the words and humming to the others - that was until i witnessed it! my first brit of the season. when i say my first brit, i mean a milky white, overweight, middle aged guy with no top on, white socks and sandals… oh and a floppy hat, don’t forget the floppy hat!

it’s been such a beautiful day - a perfect day I would say, not a cloud in the sky and around 91 degrees farenheit. that’s not to say for one second that it was so hot it required walking around topless. trust me on that. my top was well and truly in tact!

so why is it, the slightest ray of sun and the chicken legged sock-sandal combinations go on display - why can’t we be known for our boardies and thongs?!?

anyway, ramble over - how much of a difference does the sun make? i’d be insanely happy if it was sunny all of the time. it would be like me on redbull permenantly.

hope you’re enjoying sunshine too - remember the sun screen!

m x

p.s. oh just remembered, it wasn’t quite perfect, in fact i crashed my bug, but i’ll tell you about that on a cloudy day!