Bring me sunshine...

Bring me sunshine...

So the sun has finally arrived, hip hip hooray! At last I have a legitimate (i.e. more than a day long) reason to buy a BBQ and I couldn't be happier.

Blighty is one of the greatest places on earth to spend a sunny day with the kids. Every patch of grass becomes a potential picnic spot. The beaches and parks are full of laughter and joy, not to mention the fleets of ice cream men. There’s a general feeling of merriment wherever you look.

“Mummy this feels like holiday” the little man mused as we strolled up our sun soaked street and waved to the happy neighbours, I couldn't agree more.

We Brits spend so much time living in that grey moggy wasteland (you know that miserable place between rain and torrential rain) that even the slightest hint of a sun beam send us into overdrive. So starved are we of vitamin D that we will happily parade around in a pair of flip flops and a sundress just because we thought we saw a ray of sun peeking through the widow that morning...

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