I can’t quite believe it, but I’m sunbathing in London in October.

After lunch, I realised our balcony was getting loads of direct sun, so I sat down. But after just ten minutes, I was too warm in my sweatshirt etc. So after a moment’s hesitation, I stripped off, grabbed a throw cushion and lay down, getting a solid hour of very warm and very relaxing sunbathing time.

This weather is incredibly abnormal and therefore worrying, but my mental health is also definitely benefitting from pretending I’m lying on the beach in Sitges.

Picture of my very relaxed potato-head (pre-stripping) below.