So, here in the UK, the sun has got his hat on at last – hip-hip-hip-hooray – and we Brits are thrilled and surprised, as usual.

I hope you know me well enough by now to know that I’m not one for raining on anyone’s parade, but please, please, remember to protect yourself if you’re out in the sunshine.

I think this is especially difficult to remember if (a) you don’t see the sun very often and forget how easily it can turn nasty (anyone got an ex-boyfriend like that?!) and (b) if, like me, you grew up at a time when Getting Brown was both competitive and desirable. Tin-foil under the chin, baby oil, anything for a tan… I’m more a floppy-hat-and-a-book-in-the-shade kind of a girl now, but I’m still careful. Especially as, since cancer treatment, my skin seems to burn much more easily and thoroughly than it ever did before.

There’s some great advice about sun, sunbeds and sunscreen here. Even if you think you know it all, it might be worth a look. I learned a lot.