Oh, it’s great being British, isn’t it? We moan for months on end about the rain and wind and grey skies and how we wish summer would get a hurry on. Then someone mentions the word ‘heatwave’, we all bulk buy sunscreen and barbecue food, only for the hot weather to arrive – and we can’t deal.
As temperatures soared this weekend, the nation did what it does best: took off all its clothes, acquired some dodgy tan lines, started getting just a little too warm now, actually – then tweeted the world about it.
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(And the world said: “call this a heatwave!?”)
Temperatures top 30°C and we can’t cope
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Hands up who got any sleep last night
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And on ‘Freedom Day’ eve, too
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We’re hot. So very hot
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Possibly even *too* hot
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Ok, so it’s not hot *everywhere*
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Some people are in excellent spirits
While for others, the struggle is real
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Just don’t forget your suncream
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And be careful what you wish for
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