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3 course with festive cocktail
Britain’s due for a scorcher of a heatwave with weather warnings issued today and we couldn’t be any more British about it.
There’s a few things that are quintessentially British about being in the midst of a heatwave…
Dining Al Fresco: Garden the size of a small wardrobe? Patch of grass on the A62? Your apartment’s communal bin-shed? No matter where as long as it’s outside we’ll eat there…
Non-stop rejoicing over the heat: We can’t believe it and we won’t stop talking about it. What is this yellow ball of joy that looks down on us and where are all the rain clouds?
Non-stop complaining over the heat: We can’t believe it and we won’t stop talking about it. We’re a strong nation of people, we’ve lived through the Industrial revolution, the great plague, Rick Astley… but this heat?!
Burn: Abroad, it’s 15 degrees and we’re smothered in factor 50 but, surely this is different. This is Britain, we’re indestructible here. Cut to a few hours later and last time we were this red was the morning after (the night before) leaving those voicemails after a few too many cocktails.
Suns Out Guns Out: This doesn’t happen often so we need to make the most of it and if that means walking around the supermarket in next-to-nothing then so be it.
Day-drinking: It’s 11am and we’re on our second daiquiri but you will not make us feel guilty about it. We’re British and were always up for a celebration and anything above 12 degrees is exactly that, a celebration.
Ahh British Heatwaves… We may not be well equipped for handling them but we do know one thing, We ruddy love you!