Yesterday, we all jumped on a bus and travelled ten minutes North of town to our favourite Risskov beach. I was considerably under-dressed, insisting on shorts, so spent most of the time shivering.

However, whilst feeling cold, I observed a string of locals running down the boardwalk, shedding their layers and jumping into the icy Baltic.

They only survived a few seconds before breaking the speed record for getting out of the sea, but they actually went in.

We warmed up with coffee at Emerys on the way back.

It’s only March. It will get warmer.