Let’s talk infrastructure. Or rather, the lack of it. Most UK homes were built to keep heat in. Thick walls, small windows, no air conditioning.
We have layers of brick and insulation designed for chilly November evenings. When summer hits, those houses become brick ovens. You’re basically slow-roasting yourself on your own sofa.
And public transport? Good luck. The Tube is a subterranean hellmouth. It’s 30°C outside, but the Central line feels like a blast furnace with a side of armpit.
The “Boiling Point” of British Clothing
Then there’s the national dress code. Look around. You’ll see people in jeans, jumpers, and even coats when it hits 20°C. Why?
Because we’re terrified that the heat might vanish at any second. So we overdress. Then we sweat through five layers of polyester. It’s a bad choice. A very wet, very hot, very bad choice.
And don’t get me started on office dress codes. “No shorts, no sandals.” Sir, I am liquefying at my desk. Let me wear flip-flops or I will evaporate.
Temperatures to surge above 30C as first heatwave of 2026 likely - BBC
