The heat is on, on the street , inside your head on every beat. The songs words seem to be going round and round my head . The song that came from Beverley Hills Kop seems to echo to the sights, sounds and heat of an exceptionally hot summer . My head was full of Eddie Murphy and the weather that was steaming and the humidity high. The mercury has reached the heady unheard of heights of 35 degrees . The grass is parched . The flowers are dying . The water in lakes and rivers are at their lowest and old buildings are appearing in the dry reservoirs . There is a hosepipe ban in some areas . It is too hot to walk in the day . That has to be done early .
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