… and the living is easy.
Well, in truth it’s not. We are not used to temperatures currently of 32.5c (90.5f) on this little old Island, and it has been hotter than this in June. Being about 650 miles away from the arctic circle here in the north we do not get such balmy temperatures and are more happy with 21c or 22c.
We cannot walk the dogs as within minutes they are exhausted or have to go at first light being about 4:30am or after 11pm. Even Mazikeen is doing a rain dance in the hope to get cooler weather and quench the parched lands.
There have been wildfires up here too. One part of the dues was alight, which spread to the woods, which destroyed several acres. Where one of my friends lives there are wildfires on the moorlands that have caused massive devastation and according to the Woodland Trust will take a decade to get to back to being habitable again. Other fires are at Saddleworth Moor, Winter Hill and Rivington Moor.
On some days if we look inland we can see a haze line of smoke from the moors fires. Last Thursday we were out and about and could see the devastation of the moor fires and even see the flames leaping about. This is not something we usually see in the UK in real life, the closest we get to this is watching the fires rage in the likes of California on the TV.