Saturday, October 06, 2007

Helter Swelter

It's October. And today it is 36 degrees. I'll write that again - this time in words for the deaf aids - Thirty-Six Degrees.

It's like being in a wind tunnel with a blast furnace. If I was on a beach I think I'd be mopping at my brow with me hanky like some Midlands Pavarotti.

I'm so hot I'd wrestle naked with Eskimo in a freezer full of icepops.

No duvet for me tonight, then.

1 comment:

Paul said...

I must remember to pack that Eskimo costume...