Sultry Weather

This is the kind of heat that city riots break out in. Today in Reading I saw one youth push another. I returned home with tins of beans and chained the TV down.

It is like being on holiday though but without the fun and pleasure. On the tube yesterday - "they wouldn't transport animals in those conditions" etc - and even a fully-fledged goth had taken his shirt off. Long dyed hair, white face-paint, leather trousers, huge black boots - and pale, concave chest. The shirtless English male is an unpleasant sight at the best of times - especially when his make-up is dribbling down his neck.

Oddity of the day - on the wall outside my house someone has left four squares of chocolate arranged in a neat pattern.