Yes, I am shamelessly titling this post after the Donna Summer song, because it’s literally the first thing I thought of when going to title this post.
The first genuinely warm days came this year in May, after a freezing two months. Despite a few days in April, spring did not arrive until well into June, with March being Scotland’s coldest in 50 years. May surprised us with some seriously beautiful days and the first I can remember is the Friday I began recording the album (post up next!) and then late May brought a few days at 20ish degrees before it call came crashing down again in June.
June brought us a few weeks of sunshine, and I was super excited that Mum and Dad might get to see it. (Aren’t you so excited so far by this weather post?!)
France was… pretty great, weather wise! (another post coming on that! More than the weather, I promise).
And we came back to Edinburgh to cloudy skies and mixed weather… until they left. Of course. Then the temperatures started to creep up again.
Now let me just explain – late teens/early twenties temperatures are a rarity here and to be celebrated. I remember laughing at the Edinburgh marathon 3 or 4 years ago when it was 24C and people were collapsing. Now I understand truly, why they were collapsing.
After 4 years I am well and truly acclimated. 24C feels like a dream, like a hazy, hazy dream. You wouldn’t get me running a marathon in 14C, let alone 24!
It can be 15C in my garden, still and sunny (quite sheltered back there), and you can sit outside feeling gloriously warm.
So then July came, and suddenly – scorching hot! Like, what is going on? hot.
Late teens/early twenties came. Early twenties stayed. Mid twenties came. And then late twenties came.
Scotland went mad. 27C just does not happen here. The beaches, pools and parks are mobbed when 21C hits, so 27C probably pushed families to desperation. My car was suddenly the worst place ever to be – no air-conditioning. I have air but it only brings in what’s outside at whatever intensity you set it on. So it’s hot and you’re driving at 70mph? Open the damn windows if you don’t want to die.
Another point to note – because of our weird latitude, and the fact that in summer the sun doesn’t set until after 10pm, the “heat of the day” is from 3pm-7pm. Growing up it was always 12pm-4pm, or 10am-2pm, but here it’s leave work at 4:30pm and oh my stars, is it getting hotter? OH YES IT IS.
Today is forecasted to reach 26C. This was supposed to be our “amazing week of sun”/the “Scottish heatwave”, and while the weekend is only going to be 20/21, the longer forecast now says it’s going to stay hot until at least the 21st. Next Wednesday-Sunday reads as 23C, 23C, 26C, 27C, 25C. It’s like Scotland has been transported entirely – just lifted up – and dumped in the south pacific.
And stop laughing, Americans, Europeans et al. This is worth shouting about. It’s worth blogging about to remember it. It’s my 5th summer in Scotland and by far the best/most exciting/most happiness-inducing weather yet.
I love winter. Sure, I get cold and moan, but I love the layers and the snow and the mulled wine. But it’s so nice to get some actual sun and some colour to my cheeks.
Leeeeeet the sunshine in…!
Coming up next: Recording like a pro, French wanderings, the internetz…