In this wanhope, I abandon all my books- the brane will not Elizabethan at all- and start a Barbara Vine mystery picked up from the Wee Free a while back. Had forgotten who Barbara Vine is, and that none of her avatars write straightforward cozies or police procedurals. Nonetheless, though I can't keep anyone straight, an English mystery is exactly the easy read that hot weather demands. To it I add a Tokyo specialty, Pepsi floats. In Tokyo one could get small cup servings of Haagen-Daz, and Pepsi in tins from the vending machines. In Tokyo this never made me gain weight, though I fancy here is another story.
Only yanno- I'm supposed to have a weather memory but couldn't recall what the weather was like a year ago. (Or anything else, for that matter.) I consult my LJ and discover that I do remember last May and June, I just transposed the events to July and August. And that, indeed, is because last May was exactly the same as this May: very cold in the middle of the month and regularly running 28 and 29 at the end. No one last year was going So hot so hot so hot when we heat-waved then; and now I'm wondering why we're doing it now.