Not as hot as last year, but still pretty hot.
On a brief break from work, he hunts the elusive shade, walking down long paths in the full sun.
He crosses an open terrace with the only shade carried beneath him - and that does him no good at all even if the ants to do cheer as he walks over them.
At last! A hint of shade at the end of the terrace, where the shrubberies are. But it's noon, and the shade is scant and might just cool his ears, but what about the rest of him?
Forget it, he wants inside, where he knows there's cool cool air conditioning and a marble topped desk to sprawl on.
Sprawling is about all he's up to when it gets hot like this.