Things to do on one of the hottest days so far this year:
Play a fierce game of squash with Keith, having not had a game at all for about 9 months.
Oh yes, that was one of my better ideas that. Really smart. Having been chased round the court for 40 minutes, I then went to see my parents and flaked out on their floor for a couple of hours. I just know that my legs are going to *hate* me tomorrow, and that stairs will be a special form of torture.
Still, it was a good game. More punishment next weekend. 
And what about the various brave souls riding from London to Brighton today…