"Mad dogs and Englishmen
Go out in the midday sun."
Noel Coward.

Midday of the longest day of the year and the summer heat comes back with vengeance after a short respite of mild and rainy weather.

Yet out into this inferno walks the English tourist.

A lunch time photowalk through Kings Park reveals that except for my self and a family from the outback (to who such weather as today would seem a mild winters day) I'm surrounded by English, Irish and Scottish accents.
Given the amount of short clothing I predict more than a few of them will shortly be cursing their soon to be lobster red skin.