Why?

When it’s 30c in the shade does Portia want to lie in my lap, blissfully oblivious and fast asleep. Making us both hotter. In fact I moved her shortly after I took this.  Too much. I put out my kitchen thermometer to measure how hot it was in the full sun on my garden chair. The answer was 43c.
Actually I’m very privileged - I didn’t have to go outside  so I didn’t.  A bit like a cold rainy day in winter, I did things indoors, some sewing, some organising, deleting, and labelling the 12,000 photos on my iPad. Listening to the test match at Lords. And drinking water with ice. I made some fishy water for P who, fortunately,  drank it. I’m worried about her in her thick fur coat.