Last weekend I was at a camp for our Children’s Club leaders on the Coast in a town I usually associate with smothering heat.

But God was gracious and it was relatively cool, allowing us to complete our activities with less sweat than usual.

It was so cool for the locals that they sat shivering, huddled up in all the clothes they could find.

Would you like to guess what temperature it was?

A chilly 26 degrees celsius.

I told them that 26 degrees was a rare and roasting hot day in Scotland and they could hardly believe it!