Why do we lose our senses when the sun comes out?
So we've all enjoyed - and endured in some cases - the first heatwave of the year.
I love hot and sunny weather, but of course living in Britain means I rarely get to experience such delights.
But I’m beginning to re-think this stance after last week.
Because what on earth happens to us when the sun comes out?
We seem to lose the plot, and in some style too - or lack of it when it comes to dress wear.
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For what becomes apparent during any spell of half decent weather when the temperature nudges above 20 Degrees Celsius is that most blokes haven’t got a clue when it comes to fashion - or, at the very least, haven’t got a mirror.
National newspapers love it when the sun makes an appearance - sending photographers to any beach or park within an hour of London to capture model-like, bikini-clad women soaking up the rays.
But not here.
All I witnessed were spare tyres and tattoos.
It was a like an art exhibition at times, with so many tatts on display.
And if it wasn’t our bodies which made for a sight for sore eyes, what about our drinking tastes?
Unsurprisingly our boozers make a killing during a hot spell, with beer gardens packed with all and sundry opting for horrors such as Carling, Carlsberg and Foster’s.
As a side note, one question I want answering please.
Why do grown men and women drink such abhorrent excuses for alcoholic beverages in an era when there are so many decent real ales, craft beers and micro-breweries?
If someone could let me know why, please do get in touch with me.
Anyway, back to the weather, in retail supermarkets no doubt enjoyed bumper sales as people rushed to buy barbecues, paddling pools and sun loungers as though we’ve never experienced such weather before!
I bet it wasn’t like that back in 1949 when we last enjoyed extreme heat in April.
Thankfully, the weather has returned to more normal-like conditions - and my eyes will be hoping so for the foreseeable future too.
Hopefully some of us will return to our senses too!
- There’s no wonder there’s so many spare tyres knocking around.
Every time I drive by one local fast-food outlet the queue for the drive-through is akin to rush hour on the M25.
I’d understand its popularity if the food was half decent and value for money, but it’s not.
- I’m an avid viewer of BBC’s political flagship programme Question Time, which was broadcast in Chesterfield for the for the first time on Thursday evening.
It’s a bit like watching school kids in the playground trying to get one over each other with their ‘my shed is bigger than yours’ antics.
But what a refreshing change it made to have no mention of boring Brexit during the hour-long show.
Perhaps it was the weather? which did it?