It is far too hot to blog at the moment. My brain won't work.
Mostly I'm waddling from one room in the flat to another as the day progresses and the sun moves around the building, I'm constantly hoping to find some difference in temperature, but I think it's mostly psychological. I have developed a deep attachment for the ceiling fan in the bedroom, and actually just lay beneath it and napped for about five hours yesterday.
Both cats think this weather is heavenly, and are spending most of their time sunbathing on the balcony. They are weird.