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Summer really does seem to have arrived already. Or at least a preview of the real thing. If the forecasts are anything to go by, it’ll be dropping back down to 10C by Sunday. For the moment, though, London is making the most of it, and I spent lunchtime sat in Soho Square reading a rival magazine amid the topless cuties.

I see that for the sixth summer in a row the saggy man in his red pants is there again, too. He’ll be spreading himself next to naked on the lawn by the path from now until late September, I guess.

I think it’s giving us all cabin fever being stuck in the office when it’s so nice outside, and it’s very tempting to have urgent deliveries that need making. Tomorrow looks like it’s going to be a whole day of proofing pages, and I can already tell it’s going to be difficult to stay inside doing that when I could do it just as effectively sitting in the sun in the park.

Hmmm…

Still, it puts everyone in a good mood, and we decorated each other this afternoon with temporary tattoos. They’re not proving to be quite as temporary as I’d expected, and in spite of several washes and then a sauna and shower after the gym I still have a magnifying glass emblazoned on my forearm.

There were removal instructions. Somewhere. I think they’re probably in the bin by now.

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