The Sun. It is hot.

I am officially sunburnt. So sunburnt that someone remarked I look like a crab. Another colleague hurriedly gave me her brand new tin of Nivea products (I'm actually not supposed to say that 'cos it was a present from someone to her). In fact, I look so horrible that I asked my dad for a lift to work today so I would be spared the humiliation of being seen in public.

So the moral of the story is - don't play Captain's Ball on a hot Sunday arvo without any sunblock.

I repent.