Some don't like it hot

Wednesday, May 28th, 2003

Euh. Hot day in the City of London. Flushed from success at yesterday's correct call about clothing - wearing a heavy leather jacket on what turned out to be a dull, overcast day - genius here wore it again today with the result that I am a mobile sweatbox in multiple black layers. Everyone else in the City is pottering around in shirt sleeves or flimsy blouses, depending on the relevant gender.

Current count for Iceland postcards: seven.

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