A heat wave!

I took this photograph in Shrewsbury this morning: both she and I were feeling the heat.

I had caught the train there yesterday, overdressed, and with my rucksack loaded down with copies of The Diary of a Shropshire Farmer. This morning, after my talk about the book to the Shropshire Family History Society, I still had a nearly full rucksack, too heavy to carry very far in the warm weather which has suddenly come upon us.

And in my room in the Old Bell, where I was billeted for the night, I cursed my first mosquito of the year.