It's happened. That rare occurrence that sends Brits into as much of a flurry as the once-every-three-years snowfall: the heatwave.
It doesn't matter that we have been moaning for the past two weeks about the June rainfall on course to dash our summer dreams. The sun has arrived, bringing with it 30-degree temperatures and… it's just so bloody hot.
Hell, yesterday evening I panic-ordered an oscillating standing fan while sat in a dazed, frenzied state just thinking about the (lack of) sleep ahead.
So while Sunday was the hottest day of the year, with temperatures peaking at 31.9 Celsius (89.4 Fahrenheit) in Greater London, the Met Office has said the "very warm weather will continue across southern parts of the UK" this week.
This is all just too much for the British people, who as ever have taken to Twitter to offload their thoughts about the #heatwave:
'I'm going to write a letter'.
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Everything is ruined.
There is a limit.
Broken records all round.
There must be a law against this. (Oh wait, we checked – there isn't).
Infrastructure slowly stops working. Classic.
Thank you, Asda.
Temperatures like this are only okay when we expect them. In Spain.
This is NOT what we signed up for.
It's true.
Please don't judge us, Australia.
We like your thinking, John.
Oh, by the way, the Met Office say temperatures are expected to go down towards the end of the week and there might even be thunderstorms.
Let the different kind of moaning commence!
