As I age, I was going to say as I mature, but those two words are not interchangeable, I find myself more and more affected by the heat. When I was a kid I could be out in the sun for hours (as we now know that was foolish) without so much as a whimper of complaint. Now I can’t wait to get me some air conditioning.
I think my 56 Canadian winters have thickened my blood; not enough to allow for absolute comfort during extreme cold weather, but just enough to cause me to curse extreme heat. We have a mixed bag of summer conditions in Montreal, ranging from last weekend’s miserable fall-like wetness to the current scorching heat that arrived yesterday. A few days of bright sun and high humidity will have me mopping my brow constantly.
I am now fortunate to be able to work from home in whatever garb I so choose. But for many years I was employed at a ‘suit and tie’ establishment. No golf shirts and khakis, but full business suits if you please. I was lucky enough to have a teacher for a partner who, being off in the summer, could drive me to work and crank up the car’s a/c before I got in. But there were several instances when I tried to walk the fifteen or so blocks in my suit. These usually ended with me a wet mass of failure sitting in the back of an air conditioned taxi.
But as they say about the weather, everyone talks about it, but no one does anything about it. Mother Nature rules with a heavy hand at times, so break out the shorts and t-shirts, iced tea and beer, and bring it on!
I have found a possible solution to the heat problem. Baseball players for years lined their caps with frozen cabbage leaves to keep cool. I have gone one further and put a watermelon in my Tilley hat. Only one problem …..