This is so much rollocks that I can hardly be bothered with it…
Didn’t anyone tell the poor dears that we are in the summer? It must be very tough for people who are transitioning and wearing latex.
Lines for an Old Man
T. S. Eliot
The tiger in the tiger-pit
Is not more irritable than I.
The whipping tail is not more still
Than when I smell the enemy
Writhing in the essential blood
Or dangling from the friendly tree.
When I lay bare the tooth of wit
The hissing over the arched tongue
Is more affectionate than hate,
More bitter than the love of youth,
And inaccessible by the young.
Reflected from my golden eye
The dullard knows that he is mad.
Tell me if I am not glad!
I’m broadly sympathetic that the apocalyptic tone has been overplayed, but there’s no disputing that it was proper hot today. I’ve experienced hotter in Durban, Gaborone, Abu Dhabi, Kinshasa, Libreville, Nairobi… but those are actual hot places, not Lincolnshire. (Where the temp was 40.3 c)
Sarsen the cat was hiding somewhere all day, not even popping back for some midday Felix, and that is a good yardstick that if mog can’t actually be arsed it must be pretty oppressive. He sends I’m A Survivor macho cat vibes to Herricka.
High of 40.1c here today and 38.5c yesterday. I’ve quite enjoyed the recent heatwave but the 40.1 was a bit much. I know how Sarsen feels I think. (Interesting name for a cat BTW). At least they spared us the Chemtrails for a few days. A mere 26c tmr so I’ll have to get my fur coat out for the morning.
Lines not designed to cope with such temps; just as they can’t cope with the wrong kind of snow, apparently. I wonder whether the railways close down in Southern India in Summer…?
Sarsen was SpouseEliot’s idea, as the cat is a bit sandy looking like a Sarsen stone. But there’s a bit more to it, accidentally. The name Sarsen comes from Saracen, the people that got in the way of the Crusaders. Because farmers couldn’t plough some parts of their land where massive stones lay they called them Sarsen: the rocks were in the way, awkward, and resistant. This describes our cat very well, and more so as he gets older.
Yes, and Thailand. It’s always at least 35c most of the time which is why the windows are open except when it’s raining. I’ve travelled extensivley on the trains there including the 16 hour trip up to Chiang Mai which is very slow and amazing, Most of the trains are ancient (not in BKK obviously) and held together with bits of string and sellotape. We went up to Nam Tok once on the Death Railway to see the shrine at Hellfire Pass for the 90,000 killed building the track. On more that one occasion the train had to slow down to about 2 miles per hour because the track was falling to bits over a 100 foot drop. The very LOUD grinding and groaning noises were alarming. The bridge was propped up with spare rails lashed to the side of it. The bridge over the River Kwai in Kanchanaburi was in good nick.
