Boris Johnson is now prime minister. I’m not going to comment any further. I’ll just leave the sentence there and let it sink in.
In other news, it’s hot! Too hot. The temperatures today are going to be the highest on record, and are expected to reach 39 degrees. This house has no air conditioning! Excuse me while I take my clothes off and climb into the fridge. I’m no good with hot temperatures. To be honest I’m also no good with cold temperatures. The only time I’m happy is when it’s right in the middle: temperate temperatures.
I can tell you who is happy though – insects! There’s a diverse collection of these things, mostly in my house. We have the spiders which, at night time, dangle spookily outside the windows (they usually climb inside the windows eventually); there are minute black lines which seem to love my arms. They wiggle about and cause itchiness; the moth-like things like to flap around and zoom into people’s faces; the large black beetles scuttle around the floors and have been known to climb into beds (yes, I screamed); the best one was the butterfly. The butterfly stayed in the house for three days and I thought it had escaped outside, but then it turned up, still alive and uninjured, in the hoover. I opened it up on the balcony and the butterfly flew away. Then, just when I thought it had gone for good, it flew back in through the front windows.
I’ll end this post now because of the heat/insects/the fact that I’ve forgotten what I was intending to write about. Happy heatwave everyone! Remember to stay in the shade (personally I think we should bring back parasols), drink enough water (a lake-sized amount should be enough), and keep away from politicians with cheeto-coloured hair because they will steal your parasol and put yachts on your lake.