Get shorty — how high will your shorts be this summer?

It’s modish to talk of the learning that lockdown has delivered for those of us who have the eyes to see. For me it’s been impossible not to see shorts, very short shorts, everywhere I look, or — all too often — try not to look. Yes, my principal corona-aperçu is not, alas, related to birdsong and/or slowing down. Nothing so poetic. It’s that the kind of shorts that do what they say on the tin — by which I mean deliver very little garment and an awful lot of leg — have left the beach and/or gym and/or festival and hit the high street and/or park and/or supermarket. So abbreviated are these garments, indeed, that I am not sure shorts is what they should