So, as the majority of us tourists arrive in Majorca destined for the deck chairs on the beach to soak up the very bright thing in the sky, the girls try desperately to avoid the very bright thing in the sky.
Sam managed to find ice-cream, Di managed to sand bag herself, Miranda complained about being hungry as soon as she arrived at the crag and Catrin is still managed to pull her arse some impressive grades with one working shoulder.
After a rather long period of ming weather back home, it finally looks as if summer has arrived.