On Monday, while walking to the corner shop, I had to stop recording a voicenote because I was being pummelled by small yet insistent hailstones. On Tuesday, I squelched to the station amid a downpour, rain seeping into my shoes. Today, I’m slipping a tube of factor 50 into my bag and googling which local cafes have the best aircon. Temperatures are predicted to hit 28C in London, beating the 26.6C previously recorded at Kew Gardens on 8 April to make it the hottest day of the year so far.
In a week of weather whiplash, people up and down the UK have been left slightly shellshocked by this sudden, drastic change – so what’s going on? Why did we seem to start off in winter and transition to summer overnight?
