We had that nice weather at the weekend and I thought that it was time to dust down the old legs and get them out for an airing. I had a pair of shorts on in the garden on Sunday as a trial run. On Monday I decided that I was ready to get my legs out in a work context.
Blow me, I ended up in the office in meetings most of the day. The old pins weren't going to catch many rays tucked under my desk, were they? I wonder if you can get the tubes from a sunbed fastened to the underneath of a desk.
Anyway. By the time I got out of the office, it had turned cool. To tell you the truth, I was pretty cold. The shorts were no longer appropriate. I was covered in goosebums (don't correct that, it's not a spelling mistake).
I nipped to see Pen, Jules and Theo on the way home. Theo's other god parent, Rebecca, was there too. She took one look at the legs, arched her brows and said "That reminds me, I need to pick up some milk on the way home." WHAT. A. BITCH.
Can we have a picture next time?