In southern Spain at the moment & I thought it was hot back in sunny Derby a few weeks ago until we got here. It's only pushing 30° on the thermometer but it feels a lot bloody hotter. So we're spending our time in the shade of air conditioned bars.
Although before they opened today we were having a stroll around a marina when a chap pulls up on a Ducati 916 (red), he had got leather trousers on, a textile jacket with no air vents & boots. A bit unusual for most bike riders in these parts, they do seem to like shorts, tea shirts & flip flops!
Deb walked over & said,
"nice bike, I remember Carl Foggarty winning the world championship on one of them".
I'm thinking, he's Spanish & won't understand a word you said.
When he took his helmet off he was sweating more than Gary Glitter at the school gates!!
But he wasn't Spanish at all, we still couldn't understand a word he said though, but figured out he was from Yorkshire by his accent!

He's been living in Spain for 25 years! He said "I'm used to the heat now". What I think he meant to say was "I'm used to sweating profusely now"!