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It's the year 2050: Great Britain is a desert island, we eat barbecues for every meal and Boris Johnson emigrated north in an attempt to stop looking like a lobster.
With parts of Britain set to face temperatures of at least 35C by Thursday after weeks of sun, it's hard to see the future going any other way.
Perhaps this is just the world's way of punishing us for not settling for rain. By the way, rain is that wet, cold thing that used to fall from the skies and is also what dreams are made of.
Well, Brits are sick of it, and have taken to Twitter in droves to let the weather know what's what.