Peanuts to you, I'm afraid - around the 100 degrees Fahrenheit mark. Still, it's not cool (urgh - I didn't even intend that) in a country entirely geared up for cold weather and rain.
Here are a few lollercoasting stories about how we can't cope with any adverse weather whatsoever. The
roads are melting, it's
too hot for air conditioning on trains and I think some of the railway tracks are buckling as well. It allegedly reached 47 degrees Celsius (116 Fahrenheit) on the London Underground
on Monday.
Basically we're just incompetent in any weather other than "light drizzle, slightly cloudy" (witness the country grinding to a halt if a millimetre of snow falls in winter), but hey. It's our "thing"!