Heat Wave

Mind your pets folks, its that time of year where the inevitable story pops up about some absolute moron leaving their dog in the car to die slowly.

As a true ginger, I have been dreading this. Before anyone jumps on me, I always complain about the heat but never complain about the cold. I prefer winters. Easier to warm up than it is to cool down.

Today, it's 27°C in Limerick. I was due my lunch at 4pm. At that time, I proceeded to apply my Factor Fuk-Off-Sun (aka factor 50). At 4.11pm I went on my lunch and walked down town. I stuck to the shade and it was still too warm. When I had to walk through the sunny parts, I actually thought I was going to melt. I had told my supervisor to tell my family I love them if I didn't return. No clouds. Baking sun. Shaved head. A big bushy ginger beard. Prescription sunglasses from 2008. One Piece t-shirt, blue jeans and fancy Brooks runners. Slightly overweight and 5'6". I'm sure I looked some sight, big red head on me from the exercise and sweating like a paedo in playschool.

Remember folks, when the temperatures rise, keep your gingers indoors. If you can't place your palm on the ground for more than 5 seconds without burning, it's too hot to let your gingers out. If there is a ginger on here who likes this weather, then you're not a true ginger, stop calling yourself one.

Tom Selleck is a sexy mofo, and still is whom is in their 70s!

People with poorly insulated houses feeling very smug I'd say.