Aircon = damn cool. This unseasonably muggy weather has made us FauxSurrey types grateful for a rash purchase about 5 years ago – a portable aircon unit! Having lived in Asia many moons ago I remembered the cool dry bliss afforded by having the wall mounted unit on high for an hour or so before I went to bed & so when in 2005 (I think) the mercury charged up the thermometer & we were living in what could best be described as a small wooden box right on an A road (i.e. opening windows not possible unless you thrived on thundering lorry noises & sought death by carbon monoxide), grabbing a type 1 floor standing portable aircon unit from Wickes seemed smart. 
And in reality it is smart. Whilst the noise it makes can be compared to a thundering lorry itself at times, we can set it to 18 degrees (yes! A cold 18 – lovely) whilst we sweat gently downstairs in front of open French windows seeking any suggestion of a breeze and then snuggle down under the duvet as -ooh, it’s nice & chilled! In theory it works well as we shove the outlet pipe up our chimney (of course we have a fireplace in the bedroom!) so in theory with all windows shut we have a sealed room. Yes in theory. Let’s not forget we are slaves to a cunning black ball of ‘cuddle-me-at night’ fur who, when she feels the need, gently pushes the bedroom door open and after requisite cuddle jumps down to lie in the gap of the now quite open door enjoying cool air on her face & warm air on her tail .... 
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