mandragora: (Methos 2)
mandragora ([personal profile] mandragora) wrote2003-08-10 07:34 pm

Hot air rises

And my office is on the fourth floor (fifth floor in US parlance). Today I was in the office. All day. Not that I'm bitter or anything.

When I arrived this morning at about 9.30am I dashed to open all the windows and put on the fan. But, alas, there was no breeze.

Later, as I toiled over my hot, hot, hot computer I realised that having the fan on accomplished precisely nothing. I swear, the air as it wafted past was so hot it felt like it came from a fan heater. The air in the City was acting like a sort of giant super conductor. All this when the City was pretty empty as well - God alone knows how it would have been on a working day.

Left the office around 5.30pm bearing an unfortunate resemblance to a little wet rag. Reached the tube station, girded my loins (figuratively), took a deep breath and descended...

Into cooler air!

See, usually the air in the tube is hotter than above ground, but today it was so hot that it was actually cooler inside the tube than above-ground. Weird. Freaked me out a little.

Today is officially Britain's hottest ever day since records began, 350 years ago, And where was the hottest place? London. And where is the hottest place in London? The City. And where did Mandragora spend Britain's hottest ever day? Yep, in the bleeding hottest place in the country.

On the plus side, saw POTC in a lovely air-conditioned cinema yesterday and thoroughly enjoyed. A repeat viewing is on order.

No real spoilers, except to say that I wasn't thinking slash so much as threesome...