It's 35% Outside, They Say...

It's hot.

It is now 31% here, indoors.  

Now here is a horrible thought.  I am dressed like a Greek statue!

It is still hot.

I have been out twice, to the electric meter, and to the bins.  On the three-minute walk I caught the sun!  It is supposedly 35% outside.  That's 100% F.

The streets are quiet.  No dogs in the park again.  It appears that only those who have to move are on the move.  Even the bin men are staring work an hour earlier, to save them suffering.  I noticed the postman has come at the normal time, and left nothing, and has no choice but to brave the heat.

Cars pass, people still require to visit Sainsbury's, other reasons abound, but traffic is down, and it appears the men are not doing roadworks in this heat.   Those that do pass are dressed, or just dressed, for summer.  

Many online grumble about the heat, yet when it dies on Saturday they will be earnestly seeking their week in the sun abroad where they will not complain about the sun.