I made a little promise to myself that I would blog every day this week. And then yesterday happened and I spent most of it in a puddle moaning, "It's tooooooo hooooooot."
I do not like heat. I can cope with the cold quite easily - I am essentially warm blooded, not to mention the fact that I have a decent layer of sub cutaneous insulation (rolls eyes). But heat? No, no, no, I do not like it.
I do not like the sun - my fair, Irish skin will burn within minutes. I do not like humidity - my naturally curly hair will turn into a halo of frizz, my nose and forehead will become bedewed (deliberately twee word to make the whole process sound vaguely cute) with sweat and I will resemble nothing so much as the witch in The Wizard of Oz - after she started melting.
The cat is not impressed either. She keeps looking up at me piteously, expecting me to fan her with palm fronds. I guess she is walking round in a fur coat, poor love.
So listen up weather gods - let's dial it down a notch, shall we? Sunshine is good but not too intense and a nice, brisk breeze to keep the temperature at a manageable level. Thank you.