You could say it was a bit of hot body-popping.
A diagram of a simple room heater made from a bread tin, two terracotta flower pots and powered by candles. On Saturday, my landlord finally got his troublesome heating sorted out. He had a lock put on the cupboard housing the boiler (as he doesn’t like us touching it, the weirdo), but we also now have a thermostat in the kitchen, and the house no longer feels like Hell’s belly when he decides to blast the heating on.
Today has been the hottest day this year, with temps reaching 31C (87.8F) here in London and a national maximum of 35C (95F) in some parts of south-east England. I’ve literally been sweltering, although frankly it was not as unbearable for me as 2015’s heatwave was.