The drop in temperature on Monday was a fluke!
Today, inside our apartment it is 26 and outside it is 45. No wonder the crops are withering.
At least one vineyard has had to abandon its attempts to produce a vintage this year, the supply of local bananas and oranges is pathetic, and the potatoes for which the Canary Islands are renowned are double the normal price and hardly worth cooking.
The OH, who is snappy at the best of times, is even worse when deprived of his potatoes.
Bring on the rain!