A Fridge Too Far... I wish

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I don't cope well with heat.

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My max comfort level temperature is 28C. That's about 82F to you Americans out there. If I have to do anything remotely strenuous (like breathing) that comes down to 25C.

Today I managed to choose to make a long car journey during the hottest part of a very hot day. My car has no a/c, so it's a choice betweeen having the windows up and melting, (remember they put people in jail for doing this to dogs) or having the windows down and drying out faster than a tomato in the hot Italian sun. The shrivelling and wrinkling effects are much the same, too.

I did make it home by dint of frequent stops and drubbling water over my head while in the fast lane at 80mph. Since this probably constitutes "Driving Without Due Care And Attention" I don't recommend it.

Probably my only sensible choice today (besides braking early for that jam - good call) was to buy convenience food for dinner.

No way. No WAY was I standing over a hob/oven/BBQ tonight.

There have been a number of lessons from this experience.

1) Do not shop for cars in a British Winter. You will convince yourself that you don't need a/c. Thanks to Climate Change, this is now Not True.

2) I will be seen in public in my bulge-hugging comfy sweats if the temperature exceeds 30C.

3) I won't care about sweat patches... ditto

4) A standard, underwired bra from Marks and Spencer is capable of holding ten times its own weight in perspiration.

5) My requirement for food while driving in heat peaks at six meals a day.

Phew.