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26.9 now, but it's 17.20.
(Just over 80 at nearly half past five)
And I know me sitting here and being on the puter makes the temp rise. Seriously, I've watched it.
It's the hottest Easter on record here - I remember snow at Easter.
But of course it's also a late one this year.
It's truly exceptional weather, and the papers are full of it.
All the tabloids deny global warming as a conspiracy, but are all gleefully predicting Desert Britain! Hose Pipe Ban! Death and Destruction! and all the rest.
I've come in, factor 30 not having any effect on how hot I felt. Mum & Dad are still toasting themselves... They fly out to Benidorm (Spain) on 5 May. Mum still thinks she is "white as a sheet". I've fake-tanned my legs so I can wear skirts when I go back to school.
Another reason why I think I must be a changeling - my Mum has a dedicated latex glove to apply fake tan. She rarely if ever applies it. She passed it over to me today "It means you won't get it all over your hands." HOW organised?!?
And bless, she even bought the fake tan for me, after I brought it up in conversation the other day ("is it worth me buying...?") It fits in with her worrying about what other people think, but is also one of the hundred sweet things she does rather than actually saying she loves me.
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