I think I’ve got Trench Foot. It hasn’t stopped raining since I got back to the office. Everything is under water, I think the golf course could have another life as a paddy field.
The Brits will never make it on to the pages of The Sartorialist – too much time spent in wellies and soggy anoraks – and far too much time spent talking about the bloody weather!
The good news is that Ferrero, (The Ambassadorrrr’s Party) are looking at Cadbury, which means the Dutch breakfast of Nutella spread on toast, with chocolate sprinkles, is coming closer to home.
We’re not all about Edam and Gouda you know. OK, so it’s a slow news day….