Worse than ‘76

Jesus Christ it’s hot. Man alive it’s so fucking hot. It’s hard to add too much more than that, to be honest. We’re at about 32 degrees as the high for today, after the last 2 days also being above 30. It’s June! Not even the hot months. I’m spending most of my time trying to find cool places. We open all our doors and windows when we wake up, then go round shutting everything up at about 9am and retreating into our rooms as hermits. Then come 9pm we dash round the house and open everywhere up again to try to drag the temperature back down. I swear 30 degrees in the UK is so much warmer than 30 degrees elsewhere. Maybe it’s because we’ve still got stuff to do and so can’t lounge about with a cocktail (I cycled to and from school today!). Maybe it’s because our houses are all designed to trap heat. Reception class has been shut because they don’t have air conditioning. Taekwondo has been cancelled. Our cleaner cancelled. The baby is sleeping in a 31 degree room in just his nappy and…