I am gemused to see that because the temperature has hit a "staggering" (yes, I am being ironic) 30 degrees on some met office concrete roof, Nanny has issued a load of "heatwave warnings".
Dear oh dear, how does the human race ever cope in countries where 30 degrees is considered "mild for the time of year"?
How did John Mills et al ever make it across the desert, in blistering temperatures, just for a glass of Calsberg?
I would suggest that people cool off by going for swim, but Nanny doesn't approve of that either as loyal reader Wildswimmer Pete can testify (BTW Pete, are you "wild" as in angry?;))
Given that we are not allowed to swim, I suggest the tried and trusted British method of cooling down. Drink twenty cans of ice cold lager, whilst sitting in the blazing sun with a handkerchief on your head.
It will rain in the next couple of days or so, make the most of the "heatwave" and have it large!
Visit The Orifice of Government Commerce and buy a collector's item.
Visit The Joy of Lard and indulge your lard fantasies.
Show your contempt for Nanny by buying a T shirt or thong from Nanny's Store.
Visit Oh So Swedish Swedish arts and handicrafts