I seldom feel like doing this.

Because I think I live in the most exciting city in the world. There’s always somewhere to go, something to do, someone to see. And when the sun beams down on London, like it did yesterday, there’s no better place to be. But this morning, the sunshine has been supplanted by charcoal skies and spiteful showers. So I really fancy just jumping on a jet plane to Barcelona, Marrakech or Split. Yes, life in London is always interesting and unpredictable. But when it comes to the weather, I sometimes wish it was a little less so.