among the red terraced homes backyards and gardens. When will summer arrive? A distinct lack of heat from lit barbecues, an obvious sobriety of young men in t-shirt and shorts hope this muggy cold will turn out a warm ‘un when cocky whippersnipes tanked up on crushed supped can clatter and empty bottle crash make scenes in front of prosecco sossled wives unaware their bra strap and knickers show through mistepped tumble, legs in air laughter.