The sun gods are punishing Britain (opens in new tab)

We think we want hot, then we get hot and we’re not so sure. We’ve got heat in our politics this week, and heat on our streets. We have people assuredly telling us it’s climate change, and people assuredly telling us it’s not. It’s certainly discombobulating. I remember the eviscerating heat of 1976, and wonder whether the rumbles from the Sex Pistols back then were the only reasonable response to its pressure. No pressure, no diamond.