Got up late, mowed and watered the lawn =:-), went for Sunday roast, sang renaissance music in a church, finishing with beers and dinner in a British gastropub.
It’s slightly odd that it is 32 degrees and ferociously polluted outside, but apart from that spot on.
Even if the weather isn’t British, it is very British to remark upon the weather.
Also: where is your lawn?
Ben, we have a lawn on our terrace in our new flat (same estate as before). It is 3m x 6m and totally ridiculous. But fun.