I’d been avoiding this because for the fourth summer in a row it seems every UK blog is moaning about the heat but since it is the hottest day since records began it’s probably worth noting. My heat story? Well, I walked out of John Lewis in Southampton (where my sister was buying baby stuff ) at midday and the sudden change between chilled air conditioning and the concrete heat of the car park was just like Houston. Not slightly like it or similar, but exactly the same. For a minute there I thought I was visiting my dad (who’s lived there since 1980). What country am I in? What’s going on? And on the way there and back on the motorway the wind blowing through the windows was warm. Not just “not-cold” but hairdryer warm. Crispy fried road kill I’d imagine. Thankfully my mum’s house is old enough to have quite thick walls and the back rooms are an oasis of refrigeration. That said, this attic (where the computer lives) is dog-crushingly hot.
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In June 2000 I started blogging at peteashton.com and 10 years later in June 2010 I decided to stop. Blogging here, that is. I started a clean slate over on I Am Pete Ashton and maintain all manner of other web presences which are all listed here along with my contact details.
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Yes, just like Houston! For some reason we’ve been suffering a hotter’n'hell spell the past week. When Houston records 100ºF you know it’s hot because they tell you that the heat index (some relationship calculated using temperature and relative humidity) says it actually feels like 112ºF. Went cycling the other eveing in 100ºF heat because cycling is a good way to get exercise and create a “cooling” breeze. Not like jogging, yet that’s what most people that exercise at all (this is the world’s fattest city) do.