A pit-stop-outfit-shot for you tonight as I’m about to leave for an evening at Dapper Chap’s.
Today was HOT in the UK – and the whole country went “mad for it”!! My lunch time stroll to the local chav shopping centre was punctuated by skinny pasty boys, their horrible football shirts tucked into their waist bands (seriously boys – lose the football shirts, they’re not classy!), can of Stella in hand. It’s a shame eye-sores such as these have to ruin every British summer day, but I suppose that’s the price we pay to live in a free country. And at least, today being the first really warm day, they were still pasty white-chested boys, rather than lobster-red-raw-looking boys…
The other delightful side-effect of such weather appears to be on the mood of the girls in the office, who begin to swoon more readily over the young men of the neighbouring departments. The giggling started in the last hour of today, with a visit from a young Mancunian who had us all swooning in our seats. I’m almost certain that on any other day we’d take such visits in our stride, rather than turning into blushing, fluttering school-girls!
That said, he was a distinctly pretty fella!