So The Temperature Hit 37C (and I Melted)

(aka 98.6F)

I had a late lunch on the patio, French windows completely open, book, nice glass of wine. Bliss

But come 4PM I felt like I needed a break from the sun, so came inside, did a few minutes on the computer, then decided "Nope, I need a nap for an hour", so stretched out on my face on the bed.

It was pretty much 9PM when I woke up. Whoops. Not only was my neck unhappy with being stuck in one position for 5 hours, but the french windows were still completely wide to the world. Double whoops. Thank god my back garden is secluded.

Now not only do I have to contend with the heat when I try to sleep tonight, but with already having had 5 hours.

In a totally unrelated discussion with my sister.

Her: "There's a hose being raffled. Do you want £10 worth".

Me: "A hose?!? Sure you don't mean a horse*?"

Her: "A house! They're emigrating and can't sell. Fruppint autocript!"

* Bishop Auckland has a reputation of being the stray horse capital of the country. This is not a joke.