So it’s a lovely day, in fact this could be our summer. This could be it. Gone in the blink of a half closed eye. And what better way to spend a sunny day than sprawled out on a checkered blanket with a picnic basket and some friends. The smell of car fumes and the sound of shopping trolleys bouncing over tarmac brought me back to the picnics of my childhood when my parents waited patiently to grab a space and all five of us spent hours watching the shoppers roll by…