The title says it all. Wednesday. Cliff was going to take us to Maiden's Green, but because of the forecast high temperatures, he thinks a shorter ride would be better. After much discussion, John Hare volunteers to lead us to Windsor where we can make further plans over tea/coffee. Iain MacDonald, Cliff and I follow John through Richings Park and Colnbrook to the Top Twenty Cafe in Windsor. While we are there, the sky becomes cloudy, so we are tempted to go further afield. John leaves us at Fifield and the rest of us stop at Bird Hills golf club for lunch and much liquid. The sun has re-emerged by the time we leave and the heat is unrelenting all the way home. We head north through Fifield, Bray and Burnham, but nearing Littleworth Common, both Cliff and I are flagging. In spite of all the liquid we've consumed the heat is having it's effect. We sit down in the shade until my nausia subsides. A little further on, the Blackwood Arms beckons. I consume a very welcome pint of iced lemonade, my second today. Heading home through Fulmer and Iver Heath, we go our separate ways near Uxbridge. I'm two miles from home when I have to stop and rest in the shade yet again. I'm not alone for long as a kindly resident, seeing steam issuing from my ears, offers to top up my near empty water bottle. It was a day to remember, with shade temperatures reaching 36.7C or 98F in old money. Should have paid more attention to Noel Coward's famous song. Regards Bernie G