Plus, bad form from Tay-Tay, Arthurian gladness and the conundrums of getting back on a bike
Another heatwave. Unbearable. And this one is going to push me over the edge. I’m going to have to take the young folk to task over how they dress. It’s not the amount of flesh on show – dear God, while you’re young and lovely and depilation is still worth the investment because it doesn’t all grow back by the end of the day, enjoy it! It’s the man-made fibres. I’m afraid that I’m going to have to pass an emergency Crone Law, requiring everyone to wear cotton once the mercury hits 30C.
