Julie Jay: My stomach sinks at the prospect of fun in the sun
Having always self-flagellated as a single lady about wasting my days indoors on sunny afternoons, my guilt is now only compounded by the feeling I have to be doing stuff with my kids outside now, excessive pollen count and all.
When I see temperatures are about to soar, my entrails take a correlative nosedive, as my stomach sinks at the thought of having fun in the sun.
I can’t be the only perennial pessimist who finds parenting in the sun tricky, surely?
