Keep Your Cool in the Heatwave ; As the Mercury Rises, London Can Feel Like a Furnace. Melanie Mcdonagh Looks at Some Ways to Manage the Urban Meltdown

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GOD knows, I was never cut out for heatwaves. If you're Irish, heat-resistance just doesn't come with the DNA. Others bloom; I wither. I happen to live right at the top of a mansion block, which at every other time of year is charming - all that light and air. It's in July that the horror of living under a sun-beaten roof begins to dawn on you.

Public transport takes on a new level of beastliness. If you're a bus user, then the only thing that can reconcile you to the horror of being enclosed for 40 minutes in a kind of mobile hothouse is the realisation that it would take far longer to walk home. On the ground floor of a double-decker, moreover, there's the additional heat generated by your fellow passengers, whom you're standing uncomfortably close to.

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Keep Your Cool in the Heatwave ; As the Mercury Rises, London Can Feel Like a Furnace. Melanie Mcdonagh Looks at Some Ways to Manage the Urban Meltdown

On the upper deck, there's blazing sunshine through the windows, and not even the excuse of a breeze through the wretched little apertures at the top.

Say what you will about the Routemaster, the open back made for natural ventilation.

Then there's the issue that divides society between the haves and have nots, which generates more envy and covetousness than almost anything else - I refer, obviously, t...

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