Blimey, it was hot.

Here in Manhattan it was too hot last week for much posting. It peaked at about 92 (on the old-world temperature thingy), and it was really humid to boot. Luckily, the Feeders are in training for a trip to Engalnd, so they were prepared to turn the only air conditioner we have up to "Arctic" setting (11 on the Spinal Tap scale), so hopefully they will be fully prepared for the full force of this English summer!

Here I am, hogging the full force of the arctic blast (temporarily, as Fritz "of the Antarctic," relishes this perch too).



Without the air conditioning on in the bedroom, our fisking activities were limited. Not much else to do other than sit around as expansively and handsomely as possible: Here, together -



And here's Fritz looking very cool and distinguished in adversely humid conditions - cool as a cucumber!



Of course, I can do that too:



Well, as it's me posting, and if it's too hot to move, I'll happily oblige the photographers with some of my best poses:



But, the vanity backfires: just as I look left for my best profile shot (even though I say so myself) .....



Then, to my right, distracting my moment in the limelight, what do you think that ginger blur might be?



I'll tell you what it might be....jealous!