At the peak of last week's heatwave, we had enough of dehydration, sweating and fleeing to not-so-cool parks or clean waters. On the meadows outside Oxford with homemade ice-creams in our hands, we finally found the right temperature, peace and tranquility. The Thames was lukewarm and inviting, and we accepted. A whacky professor and other hydrophile creatures provided riverbank entertainment. When hunger set in, we walked to the nearest source of food, ate, and then sleep-walked back, skinny-dipping in the dark amongst whispering couples. So, admittedly, the heat is not all bad and summer in London can be recommended.
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