Well, none of us got cold at any time, I don’t think.
It was about 30 degrees and sunny on Saturday, so we ducked out of the last spot to go swimming, which was a massive relief. Wearing black has its disadvantages occasionally.
The dancing was great, though, and we saw a lot of teams we hadn’t run into before, enjoyed them all, although we didn’t get to see all of them. Witchmen were on particularly good form and, I’m afraid, kicked our butts in terms of hot weather coping. They were still dancing strong at the last spot on Sunday when we were weeping and wailing about the heat. How embarrassing.