From Bonnie, London Town, this is obscure season 4 in American tragedy.

I am your host, your friend, your ear lover, your literary mansplainer in chief, and George

aologist, Michael E. and Black Southern gentleman Esquah. Returning with another chapter or so, maybe

just a few pages we don't know of this fine American work. We're getting into it now, just as I am

getting into London Town. Man oh man, the weather here has just been great. It's July, it's

cloudy, it's cool, I'm wearing a hoodie, I love it. I love zit. Martha's going nuts with the

weather, I couldn't be happier with these cool temps, especially when you see there's heat

domes all over the globe, there's there's a flooding and people sweltering and all kinds of

misery everywhere. But here in London, man, you can wear long pants, get a cool breeze in your

hair, no air condition in to speak of when we first got here was a little, it was a little warm,

and I remember climbing the steps and struggling with our luggage to ascend to our second floor flat,

they call it the first floor here because they don't know how to count and just sweating and feeling

stuffy and annoyed at how small the place was and resentful that there wasn't even a fan in the

flat. We had to crack open the window, not crack, we had to jam open the windows and then flies

started coming in and I was perspiring and moist and I thought, how can these people live like this?

Well, it turns out they live like this because those warm nights are far and few between, you don't

need the air conditioning, most of the time it's, it's what I'm experiencing. As I sit here right

now in my blue hoodie, my soft blue snuggie hoodie, Martha's like, where's the summer? Where's the summer?

I'm like, you could go back to Savannah in September and have a summer. For the next three months,

September, October, maybe into November, it'll feel very summery for you. Let's just enjoy the

Arctic London Temps. Shall we? It's great. It is another Sunday. I recorded a week ago,

Martha was having a roast. This weekend a different friend invited us

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