I heard a Brit say the other day it was scorching out. So I asked how hot it was, they said 25 degrees C. I laughed so hard I almost fell from my chair. Where I live it was 33 degrees at that time and had been 39 degrees earlier that week.
The problem with British heat is that it’s very humid, which is a lot worse than a dry heat. I’ve hardly felt a dry European 40°, but anything over 27° at home (Sheffield) and I’m just flobbing about trying to cool down.
Fair enough. It’s probably just what you’re used to then. I remember being over in the Caribbean a few years ago, someone got out of the sea and went “it’s cold”. Cold I said? You come to England I’ll show you cold.
Cue the northern Canadians scoffing at my definition of cold.
It’s not often over 25° here so we’re not used to it. Plus our houses are designed to keep the heat in and the cold wet out.
There’s a small section of my brain that seems to be permanently reserved for mentally cheering whenever I stumble across someone from near where I hail from, even if I haven’t lived there for many years now
I heard a Brit say the other day it was scorching out. So I asked how hot it was, they said 25 degrees C. I laughed so hard I almost fell from my chair. Where I live it was 33 degrees at that time and had been 39 degrees earlier that week.
Dry or humid?
The problem with British heat is that it’s very humid, which is a lot worse than a dry heat. I’ve hardly felt a dry European 40°, but anything over 27° at home (Sheffield) and I’m just flobbing about trying to cool down.
Extremely humid, we were at 86% around then.
Fair enough. It’s probably just what you’re used to then. I remember being over in the Caribbean a few years ago, someone got out of the sea and went “it’s cold”. Cold I said? You come to England I’ll show you cold.
Cue the northern Canadians scoffing at my definition of cold.
It’s not often over 25° here so we’re not used to it. Plus our houses are designed to keep the heat in and the cold wet out.
There’s a small section of my brain that seems to be permanently reserved for mentally cheering whenever I stumble across someone from near where I hail from, even if I haven’t lived there for many years now
I had the same response when I went LA a few years ago. It was 24 and I thought it was boiling all the LA people roared with laughter
Troubleis , the UK is a massive sponge that spends 75% of the year soaking up all the rain, which it then gives back to us whenever the sun comes out.