Friday 26th June 2026

For the forth day in a row, the all time June temperature record was broken.

And it was to be the hottest day of the year in St Maggies.

Sleep is a luxury money can't buy right now, with the heat rising to the bedrooms, maybe we should just sleep on the sofa?

Up at four, or just gone. Hot enough to have the duvet pulled up, just in time for the sun rising and warm sunlight battering on the curtains.

Are we ready for this?

Probably not.

At least nothing of much import to be done, other than put the bins out, make coffee and try to stay warm.

Too hot for yoga too, so we could have a lay in, but our brains and the temperature had us up and about for five, feeding the cats and making coffee.

After putting the bins out, I retire to inside the house to keep cool. Listen to pods and write. I am behind on editing and posting pictures on Flickr, so I get busy.

It keeps me off the streets.

It was too hot to sit on the patio, at least until after midday and the shade from the parasol covered the seats.

So at about one I go to sit outside, and about half an hour later, a cool breeze sprung up, making it rather pleasant.

But there was family cards planned at Jen's. Jen's living room has a sunroof thing, and at this time, sun shines right through it onto whoever was sitting on one side of the table, which would this day be me.

So I wore my sun safari hat to keep the worse of the heat off my head. And the only cold drink available was cider, so supped sider, though not the strong stuff Jools likes.

Sylv is going back to Bury with Jen on Sunday, so one last cards afternoon. Mike came round again, though his foot isn't broken, just bruised, and he can drive again. John also turned up, so we had a six handed game, which we never finished as both Mike and John had to go at half five.

While I do the music quiz, Jools goes to collect a Chinese banquet for three, but still is too much for four.

We eat well, but there was enough left over for another meal for Jools and I over the weekend.

Back home to feed the cats, write, and be ready for the football at eight: France v Norway. But as Norway had their starting eleven swapped for replacements, France ripped through them, and were 2-0 up in fifteen minutes and ran out 4-1 winners.