The lounge room warmed from 28 in the morning to 32 in the evening.
The fish pond is simmering away in the intense heat. When I toss ice cubes in, goldfish gather round desperately for a few seconds of cooling comfort being they resume being cooked.
An hour of tennis from 4.45pm in 39 degree heat again failed to kill me, but I did reach a state of exhaustion forcing me to adopt a new style of Statue Tennis with my feet planted to the ground in a shady corner of the court. It was satisfying when a coach came over later and said that all tennis lessons had been cancelled due to their extreme heat policy.
A third column of ants has penetrated the building. Their searches for the iced tea supplies are relentless but they will not vanquish me.
Wembley's Death Valley Theme Park nears opening. A few more cacti in my backyard and we'll be ready for business, and the coach tours will start passing through to experience the furnace-like conditions.
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