I found the shadiest place in the garden today, and wearing just a pair of shorts I sat with my feet in deep bowl of water. I had the hosepipe handy, so that when the water in the bowl got warm, I refreshed it with cold.
I received a few 'wolf whistles' from local ladies of a certain age, and at one stage I thought they were going to join me.
I've been invited over the road for a few drams, with strict instructions to wear a shirt, so as not to excite the ladies.