More heatwave

It has been such a hot day. We brought Grandma round to our garden in the afternoon and she was of course loving the heat while I lurked in the shade. We heard on the radio that we should keep the windows closed until the outside temperature cooled down but we ignored this. My excuse is that although sometimes the temperature outside in summer exceeds that of inside the house, it is rarely of such a marked contrast as today. As a result our bedroom has retained a sultry tropical climate. James has thrown the windows wide open and the duvet has been consigned to the floor. We didn’t come in from the garden until late. I was still in the swing seat with Flora at 10.30 p.m. in the twilight; the blue sky above us dotted with little dark clouds.