Here comes the sun!

It's that time of year again. The sun comes out and us Brits just go crazee! I love this weather and have spent all weekend in my little shorts in the garden exposing my white legs.

Unlike 99.9% of the population I'm a little reluctant to bare the flesh in this country. You just feel kind of pasty and it doesn't feel right. Yet on a foreign beach - waheey! The bikini top comes off and I really don't care...

Anyway much as I love this weather I hate looking at my fellow countrymen in their summer attire. Bad tan lines on display. You know what I mean. Women in vest tops with a sun burnt square on their back. Or those awful t-shirt lines on your arms accompanied by free bingo wings. Women also tend to go bra less wearing tops such as cotton boob tubes (honestly the only 'good' boob tube is the sequined kind seen in 1970s discos). Then of course you have the ubiquitous muffin top......

Men don't escape criticism either. Why oh why do they insist on walking the streets topless occasionally sporting their t-shirt hanging out the back of their jeans with a can of beer clamped firmly in one hand? How scrotey is that? Now I did see a guy today dressed like this but he was extremely well defined so could get away with it. It's just when you see the fat jabbas with cavernous belly buttons or burnt like a lobster that it's not a good look.

Then you have the whole work summer wardrobe dilemma. Women can get away with t-shirts and knee length shorts whereas all men can do is dig out the short sleeved shirts which make them look like they're back in junior school. We're just not equipped to deal with this weather in any shape or form and will no doubt start moaning if the current temperature continues beyond next week.

With that in mind I'm off to iron some suitable summer clothes for work tomorrow and slap some aftersun on the red 'oval' on my chest!