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Once a month, every month, in this warmer than average year, there's been a week where the highs are cooler than normal though the lows, which always feel freezing, are dead average or even a little above. This usually happens in the second week. It's now the second week in June and beautifully cool and fresh; and the dead-on average lows make me want to bring out the winter duvet for a spell. I resist because the weekend will see us above 30C, but for the moment-- verweile doch, du bist so schön.