The problem with British heat is that it’s very humid, which is a lot worse than a dry heat. I’ve hardly felt a dry European 40°, but anything over 27° at home (Sheffield) and I’m just flobbing about trying to cool down.
Fair enough. It’s probably just what you’re used to then. I remember being over in the Caribbean a few years ago, someone got out of the sea and went “it’s cold”. Cold I said? You come to England I’ll show you cold.
Cue the northern Canadians scoffing at my definition of cold.
It’s not often over 25° here so we’re not used to it. Plus our houses are designed to keep the heat in and the cold wet out.
There’s a small section of my brain that seems to be permanently reserved for mentally cheering whenever I stumble across someone from near where I hail from, even if I haven’t lived there for many years now
Dry or humid?
The problem with British heat is that it’s very humid, which is a lot worse than a dry heat. I’ve hardly felt a dry European 40°, but anything over 27° at home (Sheffield) and I’m just flobbing about trying to cool down.
Extremely humid, we were at 86% around then.
Fair enough. It’s probably just what you’re used to then. I remember being over in the Caribbean a few years ago, someone got out of the sea and went “it’s cold”. Cold I said? You come to England I’ll show you cold.
Cue the northern Canadians scoffing at my definition of cold.
It’s not often over 25° here so we’re not used to it. Plus our houses are designed to keep the heat in and the cold wet out.
There’s a small section of my brain that seems to be permanently reserved for mentally cheering whenever I stumble across someone from near where I hail from, even if I haven’t lived there for many years now