It ain’t ‘arf ‘ot

Temperatures are soaring here in the UK.
Three adults and one furball are finding it tough, and last night was the worst.
It’s bad enough having my hot flushes, whatever time of the day, but when one is permanently boiling and there is little more to take off, we are crying out for air!
Yesterday saw me wearing my wraparound skirt in the hope of staying cool. It didn’t work, and if anything, I felt like a mobile sauna.

I suppose we shouldn’t complain though. This time last week, we had torrential rain.
The gardens needed it, and despite several inches falling over twenty-four hours, you would never have guessed as the soil is parched and the baby birds are having a whale of a time having dust baths.

I was sincerely worried about Maggie last night. The air was so still and stuffy, we had the windows wide open, and there wasn’t an iota of breeze or air movement. The duvet has been filed for the summer, and we are just under a sheet, but even then we were roasting. Her breathing was erratic and laboured, and at one stage I thought she’d collapsed, but she had just rolled over on her cushion and thumped against the wardrobe door.
In desperation, Hubby pulled back the heavy curtains, and although the light from the street poured in, the air moved and some of the heat went out of the room.

I eventually fell asleep in the early hours, and awoke at 4.30 to find Maggie stretched out alongside me. Obviously lying on a sheet was cooler than the carpet or her bed, and everything was normal.
Photo: taken in the cottage some years ago, but you get the idea!

Today is destined to be even hotter, so we have moved ourselves out of the oven conservatory and into the kitchen where it is cooler, but still warm. We have put Maggie’s cushion under the table where it is out of any direct sun, and she is fast asleep.

Last year, we were so hot on the boat we left our hatchway open but helm doors closed at night. It was still stifling, even more so had we been out during the day and the boat had been locked up. Despite opening everything openable, we knew exactly how baked beans felt in the saucepan, after all, the boat was basically nothing more than a metal cigar tube on water absorbing the heat.
Some of our boating friends have taken to sleeping on their decks rather than inside. The only problem we found with that was the midges and other flying insects that took full advantage of fresh flesh as they never seem that bothered about it being hot and sweaty. Adds to the flavour I suppose.

Oh well, better make the most of it as apparently thunderstorms are on their way for the weekend. Town will be heaving as it’s a Bank Holiday and we have one of the ‘special markets’ on in the High Street so the road will be closed. I think being stuck in traffic in a hot car is a lot worse than being in bed in a hot bedroom!


About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and have a terrible sweet tooth. Best friends are Hubby, our dog Maggie, Bro in NZ, MSM and MOH (and his dog). I am also a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! Due to a nightmare of a house sale in 2014, 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat until April 2017. We made strong friendships both on and off the water, and enjoyed swan and duck families for neighbours. Sadly times change and we were once again house hunting until September. We now reside in a small bungalow a short distance from the beach on the Lincolnshire coast.
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4 Responses to It ain’t ‘arf ‘ot

  1. Still waiting for our got weather.

  2. Our weather is still unseasonably cool. I’m in socks and a sweatshirt (how that thought doesn’t make you sweat). Send some heat over here!

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