We set off at crack of dawn to get to Dorset. I had no idea that thousands of other people would flock to the coast in the sweltering heat – as we did. It’s a Thursday – I’ve got the day off – as it seems does most of Britain.
I’m on the beach with the kids wearing a bikini with a T-shirt over the top because I’ve put on weight during lockdown; it’s all the covidcarbs. I just don’t look beach-ready – I look more liposuction ready.
But after a refreshing swim in the sea, I’m dripping wet, so I take off the T-shirt to let it dry in the sun. That’s when I get the shock of my life.
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