IAIN FORSYTH, weatherman: If I'm on duty, there's not a lot of difference between Sunday and every other day of the week. Weather's like that, 24 hours a day every day. It's work as normal, but then that's what we're paid for - double time.
DESMOND O'MEARA, farmer: I get up at 6.30am and head for the cowshed to feed the animals. Unless we are in the middle of haymaking or harvesting, nothing very interesting happens. I try to go to Mass, unless I'm on milking duty, which I am every third Sunday.
CHLOE PRITCHARD, teacher: Reading the Sunday papers takes up a good chunk of the day. I like to get out in the garden. Tilling the soil is good for the soul.
IAN HARRISON, manager, Rothmans/Williams/Renault racing team: I don't know why motor racing is always on Sundays, but it means an early start at around sevenish. After a hectic couple of hours of refuelling and pit-stop practice, the race begins. My family have got used to it.
DAVE RESTALL, 24-hour plumber: Sundays involve dossing around as much as possible, hoping the phone doesn't ring for a call-out. If I do get a call I think 'Oh God' and swear when the phone's been put down, but once I get going it's all right.
SUZANNE DEAR, cake decorator: I always play at least one game of Scrabble with my husband. It's a ritual. He always beats me, usually by about 150 points.
ALEXANDER LUCIE- SMITH, trainee priest: We have a lie-in on Sundays and get up at 7am. After early morning prayers, we have breakfast at 8.30 and Mass at 10. The nuns who cook lunch spend all their Sundays in Mass so the food is ghastly. When I'm in Rome, I always go for a lovely walk up the Janiculum Hill which is full of snogging Italians.
MICK GRIFFIN, builder: When the football season isn't on, Sundays involve sleeping off the hangover from the night before and feeling well rough.
DAVID WILLIAM STOCKER, butler: On a Sunday there's nothing finer than a ride on a steam locomotive or a walk in the country, returning for the evening church service.
LUISA VELASQUEZ, secretary: Whatever I do, it's always tainted with the thought that tomorrow it's back to work.