So its goes like this - last saturday we were freezing our asses off at burbage north, bitterly cold, snow, wind, you coulnd't wear too many clothes. Then today at stanage 7 days later it was fucking sweltering, about 20 degrees warmer, no wind. Too hot to even do any meaningful routes. It was like I must have gone to bed in winter and slept for 6 months then woke up and hey presto its the depths of summer. Its fucked up, thats what it is.