Tuesday Afternoon

England is in a heatwave. It's 91F today. The air feels like bathwater.

There's not a cloud in the sky, so at least it's pretty. If you're in the shade. If you're not, then the sun is a scorcher. With some sort of laser level intensity that causes third degree burns if you're not careful.

People are wearing as few clothes as possible. The English are generally wardrobe challenged as to what constitutes appropriate office attire, but today all hell has broken loose. I saw the thong of a 50 year old woman above her trousers.

My hair is, by Mindy standards, freakishly long. Today I want to shave my head.

And it's supposed to be hotter tomorrow. Pleh.


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