What a beautiful weekend it has been here in London. It’s been unseasonably hot which makes working in an office with no air-conditioning uncomfortable but, really, it’s the most fantastic weather. We may not be conditioned for it – nor used to it here in the UK – and it’s certainly very difficult to sleep while you sweat, but I wouldn’t change it: and I am one who burns in the slightest bit of sun. Yesterday I spent the most relaxing afternoon on the roof of a friend’s house boat up near Little Venice. Then we wandered through Regent’s Park to see the Fruitstock Festival for nice people. Sitting on the grass listening to music is an ideal way to spend a Sunday afternoon and, of course, in a London park all the hot men wear as little as they can get away with. So, please stop moaning about the weather and go and enjoy the sunshine.