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I've got a pack of almond Magnums in the freezer for emergencies.

Four cold packs in bed: three frozen (one under neck), one HWB chilled. Curtains and blinds barely opened since hot weather started. Peppermint oil on. No bedding or clothing. Still hot. Might try kitchen or bathroom floor.

Ice cream supply at Sainsbury's still 80% OK. I was surprised as even in a normal summer they've usually given up by now.

And in this heat!

'Are we nearly there yet? Are we nearly there yet? Mummy, Mummy, Mummy, she's hitting me! He started it! I need a wee! The dog's been sick!' Frankly who wouldn't.

goodwin Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > just someone with a caravan? You think they were on their way to a holiday in the country and somewhere on the South Circular lost the will to live?

Thanks, very helpful for me. In the end I went to SLC tonight, which was also busier than normal but not at that level.

I'd be interested to know how busy it is tonight if anyone's been down. Sorry, lazy of me, I know.

Ooh, now I could find several uses for that, Sue.

A ride on the back of a motorbike's a good one. Always freezing. Or use the female wet changing room showers st DLC - so scaldingly hot the outside air seems cool afterwards. Only one of them seems to be adjustable.

Hot weather bedtime routine from a menopausal woman (meaning someone who's trying to stop a hot night from turning into an eight-hour hot flush with attendant adrenaline rush): - try not to exercise or eat late even though it's tempting to wait for it to cool down - open bedroom windows for at least an hour while keeping curtains drawn (ground floor so can't leave them open all all night) - put hot water bottle from fridge into bed on top of sheet near head end to cool bed before you get in - wrap pre-frozen large bottle of water in tea towel to absorb condensation and slow melting, put near pillow - cool shower, no body lotion, only serum on face, pin hair off forehead - put cool water spray by bed in case needed during night - put thermos of cold water by bed - when in bed dab peppermint oil on temples to give sensation of cool breeze - move cold hot water bottle to feet and put frozen one on lap or near head In the morning, return HWB to fridge and other one to freezer. If it gets any hotter at night I'll go to bed in wet socks or even a wet t-shirt like a pug.

Or advertise it free on this forum. Someone will want it.

Yuck! I sometimes think the library staff get the worst of that kind of thing, but then I'm a bit obsessed about the state people leave the loos in, along with all the cold and cough germs incubating on keyboards, self-service screens and books. If I worked there I'd be washing my hands every five minutes.

You may not have seen the thread on this in the main section.

I bet the Dulwich Estate is aware and trying to get them moved, having dealt with a similar situation at the old Audi garage site only a few months ago, which lasted just a few days but left them with building and other rubbish to clear, damage to repair and theft to deal with.

There was a notice outside a couple of months or more back saying the landlords had repossessed so it's not been open for a while.

Have you seen the posters? Some were genuinely disquieting.

I don't think so - how many children are interested in Brexit? Someone has been waging a campaign against it locally for months, often with offensive words and violent images which strangely make no clear arguments but just create a general sense of threat.

How disgusting. I wish whoever keeps posting that vile stuff in the library would stop. Children use those loos.

Bet you wish you'd taken him up on it now, Sue. On another topic, thank you to the policeman on the beat near the library today who very sweetly avoided eye contact as I cycled round the corner on the pavement to avoid turning right on the road at that scary junction. Point taken.

How did that last word get through the system when blow-in gets changed to asterisks etc. (ETA the word is Louisa's favourite term for incomers, by the way.)

Bongos! And on a midweek night, too. Poor you.

Just remembered the assistant in the Blackbird Bakery who implied - twice! - that I was shoplifting. Apparently I wasn't the only one. I forgave them for the food-poisoning (hello cheekbones) but being taken for a thief was a step too far.

Remember the East Dulwich Deli grumpy guy?