I am melting. I am a puddle. I am dripping in a most unattractive fashion.
It is HOT people. HOT. And there is not the slightest hint of a breeze and humidity is high. Do not mention flies. They seem to be feeling the heat too, so have moved indoors.
And I have bookclub here tonight. I may suggest we all sit on the tiles on the kitchen floor. Or under the garden sprinkler.
I spent the morning taking Glynis to the hospital for a procedure - see - we take turns visiting hospitals with each other.
Now I am off to find something cold to drink. I will be back.