Ah, remember those British summers of old, when we used to complain – ha! – about how disappointing the weather was, and how jealous we were of our Continental neighbours with their reliable sunshine?
You have to laugh – there’s certainly not enough water left in my body to cry, having all been sweated out on the commute – at such naivety. As we all endure sleepless nights and swoon in temperatures that could reach 40C in some parts of the country, this new normal is perhaps the perfect proverbial “you don’t know what you’ve got till it’s gone” and “be careful what you wish for” collab.
