Just hit 40 according to the thermometer in my garden. Considering having a walk around Dixons later, assuming they’ve got AC.

Today’s big problem? The wind keeps moving my parasol so my G&T isn’t in the shade while soaking up fhe rays in the back garden. Truly a nightmare beyond imagination.

Escaped the heat to Beefa, cool 31 here.

Will be hitting the pool, natch

Phil-McRackin

Haha yeh like my kid goes to school every day for nearly 7 months of the year in the same kind of temps . Still alive . As are all the people in Darwin whos entire year would shite all over the UK’s summer of death (all 2 days of it)

    Do you live in Australia Derms? Never mentioned it. Yes, we know it’s hot there mate. Imagine the polava if Australia had snow consistently outside of the mountains. ' I can’t drive me Ute! Bouncer is refusing his food! I’ve got to double vest it today! I’m too cold to beat my Sheila!' etc.

      But more important than anything it’s great that the war in Ukraine ended completely the same time the heatwave started.

        Millsy

        They just toughen the fuck up here. Battlers mate. Put some concrete in your tea and harden the fuck up. Only poms winge. They can fuck off back.

        Cankles-McJeggings I just assumed they had all downed their ak47s and are all splashing around in the pool together a la the WW1 trenches Christmas footy match. Sometimes there’s more to life than war.

        I’m not being funny sarge, but there’s absolutely no way I’m getting into that tank today.

        Cankles-McJeggings have to say I loved my 6 months in Darwin. It was quite warm at times.

        Not enjoying being at work today or having to stay here overnight in a sweat box room.

          Am off to AFC Wimbledon v Reading later.

          I will be having a few beers.

          benson

          We’ve got some friends up there who’ve only got fans. We stay in an apartment near by. Thank but no thanks. I couldn’t live in Darwin, it’s just daft hot.

          Smallman1

          A lot of interbreeding. It’s basically where you go if you’ve broken the law elsewhere in Australia.

          “Met a lovely chap in Sydney, got the feeling he’s not your biggest fan, kept on saying you were a right clown.”