I hate summer nights

I hate summer nights like tonight - it must be at least 20 degrees outside, and it’s too hot and sticky to sleep. There was a haze of smog on the horizon, and it’s turned the moon bright yellow - at the moment it’s hanging over the Armouries and seems to be twice the size it should be. Unfortunately the camera on a P800 isn’t really up to the job of capturing the detail, but you get the general idea. At least half the flats have their balcony doors hanging open, so it looks like I’m not the only one suffering. It’s at times like this that I really hanker after a terrace - I like the idea of being able to sleep outside in a hammock on a night like this, even if the white noise of the weir in the background would probably make sleep difficult.

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