We're having a heat wave

It's sometimes called an ear-worm, that irritating problem of a jingle or a tune that keeps on returning again and again no matter how hard you try to think of something else. Today I've been afflicted with a tune from the musical Kiss me Kate, that I've put above as the title of this post. It really is a tropical heat wave, with temperatures in the mid-30s and very high humidity that makes it feel like the mid-40s or high 40s, like Delhi or Bangkok just before the monsoon. If it were not for air conditioning, our apartment with its huge west and north facing picture windows that get the full force of the sun from noon until sunset, would be uninhabitable. Our well being hangs by a delicate thread. There was a power failure in Toronto yesterday; another like it here in Ottawa would be a real challenge to our stamina; and we will be very fortunate if we escape even just one power failure during this heat wave, which is forecast to continue all week and into the weekend. I've considered what we could do if we are hit by a power failure. Retreat to the basement, to the swimming pool, would be one option I suppose. Outside all day and greatly accentuated this afternoon, the air was thick and smog-laden too, as well as heavily humid, the combination of environmental conditions that are quite dangerous for the very young, the very old, and all whose health is precarious because of breathing problems. It's the combination we both have, each in our different ways. All we can do is hope our electric grid holds together...