Sundays are for snuggling on the sofa, still in your pyjamas at 10:00, with a hot cup of freshly brewed coffee and a pain au raisin.

Sundays are for faces free from makeup, for ripped jeans and woolly jumpers.

Sundays are for roast chicken, with crispy roast potatoes, cabbage and steaming hot gravy.

Sundays are for bracing walks through the woods, crunching leaves underneath your wellington boots.

Sundays are for no dinner, because you’re still full from lunch.

Sundays are for curling up on the sofa with a cup of hot chocolate.

Whatever you’re up to this Sunday, enjoy it!