There’s a rule at Saturday morning breakfast, no matter where you may choose to be for that sacred time. If you can’t handle the sunshine, get out of the way and let the other pale office-bound eaters at it. Do not under any circumstances complain about it being ‘too hot’ at your prime sunshine sucking post, or - I don’t know - ask the waitstaff to draw the blinds or drop the sunshades. Especially when there are ample tables inside.

Oh, they just opened their mouths. They’re English! All makes sense now.