I’m in Sweden at the moment revising for my upcoming exams as if my life depended on it (which in my eyes, it basically does…). When my boyfriend’s parents dragged him out to the seaside to work on the new holiday hut they are building, I figured it could be a good idea to tag along so that I could sit outside and study while taking in the fresh sea air.

Bad bad idea.

Bet you Londoners are sweating like hell over there.