“Might be too ‘ot.”
The sunshine may be long-awaited, but this is all I’ve heard from the morning commute to the (air-conditioned) office. While I’ve scoffed at every sentence - because forgive me, but haven’t we been waiting impatiently for such sunny scenes? - the thought of going to bed when it’s still 30°C fills me with a (not-so) cold sweat.
