Charleygirl5
Last night at 11 pm it was 24C. I thought I was going to die in the heat. I had a fitful night's sleep.
I live in London and am reluctant to open a window during the day because of the number of chancers around here. My house, although modern and well-insulated, is always cold, and now I do appreciate the coolness.
My goodness, 24C is nothing, it reached over 31 inside the other evening, though we are opposite Kew which was supposed to be the hottest place in the country that day