Scorchio!

My word of the week is scorchio! Predictable, yes. Unimaginative, too. But scorchio it has been!

The week began in France on holiday, in the countryside of the Poitou-Charente region. It was pretty hot there – their heatwave was about 10 degrees warmer than in England!

A field of of sunflowers in France - one of the prettiest sights I've ever seen.

A field of of sunflowers in France – one of the prettiest sights I’ve ever seen.

Last Saturday actually began with a steady fall of refreshing light rain, a welcome break from the heat. Fortunately, we had very little to do on holiday. The old house where we were staying was very cool inside thanks to thick stone walls, or we could sit in the garden under the gazebo when sunbathing got too hot. We could also enjoy short walks – or sit in the sun loungers with a nice cool beer!

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Sitting in a sun lounger with a nice cold beer…

The evenings were a little cooler, but not by much. Night didn’t fully fall until about 10.30pm, meaning we had really pleasant evenings outside. Even better, the lack of light pollution out in the countryside meant we had an incredible view of the night sky. We were able to make out so many constellations, and see Saturn and Venus (sadly I missed the superstar, which happened when we were back home), as well as Mars. It was like being in a planetarium!

Seeing the night sky has always made me feel rather emotional – it’s the sense of scale of how huge the universe is, how the light of the stars is already millions of years old (and they might not even exist any more), not to mention how insignificant we on Earth are in that context.

The emotions are now intertwined with thoughts of Hugo, and the connection with stars.

Tuesday brought a reluctant return home. The weather forecast a temperature of about 42 degrees – not much fun to travel in! We had to catch a train back to Bordeaux to get to the airport. French intercity trains are very comfortable, with airline style seats and lots of legroom, but this train was overcrowded, with no aircon and windows that didn’t open. Fortunately, the journey was a little less than an hour. It’s possible to get a bus from the train station to the airport, but considering the heat, our baggage, and Martin still struggling with his leg we enjoyed the bliss of a air conditioned taxi.

Rather hot and sweaty on the train last Tuesday

Rather hot and sweaty on the train last Tuesday

I’ll be writing more about my holiday in a separate post or two soon.

I’ve been back at work – there is no air conditioning and of course it was rather warm. I do however feel fortunate to be female (and not required to wear a uniform) at such times, because we are able to get away with wearing lighter clothes, while being decent of course…

Being unable to bear subjecting myself to further heat from my hairdryer, I’ve been leaving my hair to dry naturally and rocking my natural curls. It’s not too bad after all, and is certainly a lot less faff!

Rocking the curls, while enjoying some evening sunshine in my garden.

Rocking the curls, while enjoying some evening sunshine in my garden.

Fat Cat has been providing us with much entertainment during the past few hot days. We’ve had a fan on in the bedroom, and she has been relishing lying stretched out full length in the path of the cooler air. We caught her on her back, paws in the air a couple of mornings ago, but were unable to get a picture before she moved.

Fat Cat enjoying the cool of the fan, while managing to incorporate the sunshine and shade too - clever spoilt cat.

Fat Cat enjoying the cool of the fan, while managing to incorporate the sunshine and shade too – clever spoilt cat.

Last night brought an incredible electric storm, with lightening flashes that lit up the night sky. It doesn’t seem to have reduced the humidity, sadly.

While heatwaves in England can feel uncomfortable because we tend to be unprepared for them, I don’t like to complain about the heat. I do love the sunshine – it’s good for the flowers and berries in my garden, and the serotonin is good for my emotional state so I do l hope it lasts a little while.

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8 thoughts on “Scorchio!

    • Leigh Kendall says:

      Thanks Jenni the night sky is incredible isn’t it? I loved being on holiday but glad we didn’t have to endure the 40 degree heat for long – there’s little you can do in those sorts of temperatures xxx

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  1. tracey at Mummyshire says:

    Your holiday sounds great, although that train journey does look a bit hot! This was has totally been scorchio, but we mustn’t complain as it could change in the blink of an eye!! It’s amazing when you can see the constellations quite so clearly, something that still takes my breath away – since we moved to the countryside sometimes the sky is just amazing!
    You & your photos look lovely
    x
    #word of the week

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    • Leigh Kendall says:

      It was rather stifling on that train! The weather already seems to have returned to type with cooler temperatures and regular showers – hopefully the sun will make a reappearance again soon xxx

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  2. Louise says:

    Glad that you had a lovely holiday – scorchio is definitely a good word for the week! Love how you were able to see lots of constellations and have such a clear view of the night sky although I can imagine that it was quite emotional for you too. The train journey without air con doesn’t sound like much fun though! Love the natural curls look – it really suits you x

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  3. thereadingresidence says:

    I am with you. I love the sun, too, and it definitely makes me feel happier. Your curls look lovely, and even better that it’s easier to do – my hair never curls! Glad you enjoyed your break, though that train journey sounds somewhat stifling! Thanks for sharing with #WotW x

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