Summer madness and eccentricity is in full swing over here in jolly old Blighty.
Chap Olympics hits town English tea and crumpets, cream teas and garden fetes, morris men a dancing, long country walks in cotton shirts and flannel trousers, umbrella jousting on bicycles, and nettles eating championships in 32′C heat. ‘Chapette smoking her pipe and drinking tea’.
What better way to end the day than watching the sun gently extinguish itself on the horizon, whilst holding a glass of red wine, or sipping chilled glasses of Pimm’s ‘sundowners’ with friends. Chaps and chapettes, and jolly old England, absolutely spiffing hey ~ what? ‘Chap glopping wine with a chum’.