Far Too Hot For Pussy Cats

Today’s picture is of Florence after she had been in the garden and caught a mole. She flopped down on the tiles and decided that she was not going outside again until it was cooler.

Today the dustbin men came as they should do on a Wednesday; they did not empty my recycling bin last week. This week they emptied my carefully sorted recycling and non-recycling into the same dustcart! Sometimes I wonder why we bother to make the effort to sort our rubbish into the correct bins.

The temperature was thirty-two degrees Celsius at GMT noon, but much hotter (33 degrees) later in the afternoon.