|How it started / How it's going|
As I write this, a little before midnight on Tuesday in nothing more than my shorts - form an orderly queue, ladies - the temperature has finally dropped below 20 degrees for the first time in I don't know how long; still uncomfortable, but compared to yesterday's apocalyptic high of 40 (higher in some places), I'll take it all the way to the bank.
Anyway, I hope you managed to stay out of harm's way and lived to tell the tale. I know London took a battering - some of the scenes coming out of the capital were unreal.
This exquisite piece of synth pop sums up exactly how I've been feeling for much of the last 72 hours. It's from a time when Sheffield was still annexed to East Germany. And, God, it still sounds brilliant.
Human League - Being Boiled (1978)