Friday

The hottest day of the year today and unsurprisingly, us Brits did nothing but moan about it all day. I think there is a fairly exact temperature in which a British citizen will be happy. A degree or two below and we’re freezing to death, a degree or two over and we’re melting into puddles on the floor.

Anyway, a great day in school with our favourites today with some epic and hilarious chat.

This evening, on the hottest day of the year, we ran up Caer Caradoc, obvs. It was a thorough sweat fest but worth it for a little stretch session with views and then ice-lollies that Vic had managed to run up the hill with, ice packs and all. A reward of dinner at the pub. Lovely!