After work, along with a couple of colleagues, I cycled to the Toft Beer Festival, where we sat at the table outside in the warm evening sunshine and enjoyed the beer, until it came sunset, and time to be heading home.
For the first time this year, the warmth lingered as the light went. It was pleasant cycling in shorts and T-shirt; and even just a few minutes ago, going out to drop tea-bags and apple cores into the compost bin, wearing nothing but a towel around my waist, the paving was warm underfoot, and the air mild long after sunset.
I had in the past come to expect the light to be going before the warmth through July, but not so in recent years. Now that is a most unusual thing to happen until an Indian Summer day like today.