Across the UK, across continental North America, and around the world on the internet by

webcast and by podcast, my name is Howard Hughes and this is the unexplained.

Well we are living in the most incredible times, you know, another by the looks of it on

the way, boiling hot summer.

Coming to London, we've got a little bit of a respite in it.

We're in Cloud here weather, but it's still very close here and they're telling us that

we might be sailing within a couple of weeks to 40 degrees centigrade Celsius, whatever

you want to call it again, which is ridiculously hot and we're just not equipped for it here

in London.

So you know, it's either one thing of the other swings and roundabouts, isn't it?

I've either got ice on the insides of my window, like I had a few, a few months ago

here, which I've never had before or we've got baking temperatures that are just impossible

to endure.

God, that's what's going to be coming next.

Who knows, I get this feeling just diverting completely that we're in a world where

something amazing is about to happen.

I do not know what it is.

I don't know whether it's euphological disclosure, the statement that aliens have always been

visiting us and we've been back engineering.

I don't know whether that's what's coming.

I just kind of feel that, um, pensive, coiled spring feeling that something is going

to happen this summer, maybe towards the end of it.

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