There’s an article in the paper today about how houses are designed to lock in heat over here, nowadays, not to keep it out and, as the climate heats up, that should change.
No human-driven climate change in the 1500s, but the builders had already got it right. Larder on the north side of the house, windows on the west and east, thick walls, relatively small windows. The article pointed out that a lot of houses and almost all offices have a huge amount of glass which then requires air conditioning to be bearable.
In hot weather, this house is lovely. Al and family called in the afternoon. I’d been eating lunch in the garden, under a parasol and we went indoors for home-made lemonade. The cool hit us very pleasantly, it was a comfortable temperature without the sudden chill of air con.
I’ve been drinking a lot, which isn’t my usual habit, but the heatwave is pressing in at last, so I drank a big glass of iced tea for breakfast, had lemonade for elevenses and lunch and again at teatime with the family, and a can of lager tonight. That’s vast amounts more than usual, I think there was a glass of water in there too, somewhere. I can’t be doing with the thing of carrying round a bottle of water. I do get it if you’re in a sealed, centrally heated or air conditioned building and I certainly drink constantly when I’m in a meeting (cue hot air jokes) but rarely otherwise. Anyway, it was the fact that the lemonade was home-made that made me want to drink it. It’s so delicious and not as sweet as anything bought.