Dessicated reports…

Bastards.

It’s been quite hot lately. Especially in the office, where PCs are running and the AirCon is actually getting the situation under control. I’ve been trying hard to keep myself hydrated in this weather as I’m quite prone to dehydration naturally.

So I’m walking down Queen Street in Cardiff, and there’s a guy outside M&S, shouting about their latest offer. I’m not thirsty, I’ve been drinking plenty of water. As I wask past, he blasts at me “As I say ‘water’, you might as well be in a desert! You need the M&S {$widget}…” (can’t remember what he was selling now). I think, no I don’t I’m happily hydrated.

Five steps on, I’m thirsty.

Bastard.