We’re gonna die!
Just when us Londoners thought last years summer couldn’t get any hotter, this upcoming Wednesday 19th looks to smash the July record of 36c (97F) seen in my old town of Surrey in 1911. Hell its hotter over here then most Spanish resorts and the Canery Islands!
The Met Office has issued weather warnings for London and the South East of England, so everyone will no doubt struggle. London buses have air conditioning apparently. I’m buggered if I can feel it because myself and many others are literally baking as we head home at the end of the day.
Given that I work at the top of a glass covered office/lab with a tin roof, the temperature up there gets, what can only be described as hotter then having two vindaloo’s on a night out followed by a chilli kebab. Today as I was leaving at 4pm, the temp was 38c. Taz paid me a visit and started sweating as she walked through the doors (not a nice sight I tell ya) because it was that bad. I don’t look forward to Wednesday’s predicted 35c.