This morning I was greeted by this delightful email from Next:
Can it be that nobody involved could see how sinister this is? A blandly beautiful family all reduced to bland unthreatening ciphers by a pseudo-uniform. It’s like propaganda from a dystopian near-future sci-fi film.
The world’s quite enough of a dystopian fantasy as it is. I don’t fancy turning my family into one, thanks.
I’m lucky enough to live less than five minutes’ walk from a stunning beach. I know pebble and shingle beaches get a bad rep, but this sort of shingle beach really becomes epically beautiful when summer hits, and the beach flora comes to life.