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Remember it well, numerous heath fires and one that nearly reached the hospital where I worked. All the patients had to be evacuated and the brave firefighters all stood in a line determined to save the hospital, which they did.

I remember sitting in the paddling pool with my Mum shucking peas!

1976 gave me a childhood where it seemed the sun was always shining. My American cousins came to visit too in a big American car.

Moved back to Cumbria after a lovely warm summer in Edinburgh where my wife spent countless days in the park with our beautiful 2YO daughter. A reservoir in Cumbria dried up exposing an old village which had been flooded to make it.

I think my arms stretched by an inch with all the thousands of watering cans I had to carry to keep our crops alive. And was the plague of ladybirds the same year too?

I was 7 years old and remember the garages of my friends parents were filled with daddy longlegs.

I remember that hot summer when my children were very small ,we had a large paddling pool outside all the time and we had all our meals in the garden, it was great the house kept spotless!

I mostly remember having to work in the heat on the factory line when I worked on a gas fire assembly line - not good!

I would have been 6 years old so have no memories of it at all.

It was the year I was taking my O levels - I sat in the garden next to my mother's rose bushes, and revised for my exams. The sun burned into my skin and I secretly stole oil from the kitchen, and smeared it over my legs in order to look suntanned and exotic, while, at the same time, learning about the Tudors, and the life cycle of the Cabbage White butterfly.

The summer of 1976 seemed endless, as did revision for my exams. When the exam results were published the sun was still shining, and my parents, as a reward, allowed me to go to the beach on my own with my friend, Lynne. We sat and giggled, and felt sophisticated and grown up in our matching lemon coloured bikinis.

The summer was over all too soon, with the weather breaking on the bank holiday Monday, just before my return to the sixth form.

Ah, yes, I remember it as though it were yesterday. Where have all the summers since 1976 gone?

Don't remember it - as lived abroad in Rhodesia at the time!

wasnt around then

No sorry I was too young to remember.

I remember the long hot days, plus I spent two weeks in the USA staying with my penfriend & her family. They live in New Jersey and took me for a variety of trips into NYC, Philadelphia and even on a road trip to Washington DC & Colonial Williamsburg.

We are still friends all these years later and I have been back a few times to stay either with her parents or nearby.

I remember my shoes sticking to the pavement because it was melting, it was that hot.

yes i had my daughter that year and it was hard keeping her happy along with a 2 year old

what i remember of the heatwave that year was spending a lot of the time in hospital as it caused havoc with my asthma

I was only 5 at the time but I remember using old lolly sticks to make tarmac lollies out of the melting pavement in our street

I remember wearing a purple sparkly bikini and going outside to play in that, they were the days where you could go off without your parents, I went over the playing fields and met friends where we made a den, I remember going home sunburnt on many occasions during that summer.

It was brilliant having such hot weather but soon got tiring as you realised that you could do very little without getting hot and bothered!

Oh yes, I remember it well! It was the year that I took my 'O' level exams and it was SOOOOOO hot. Revising was difficult as I could not concentrate for long - the local shops even sold out of ice cream and fizzy pop! The exam rooms were unbearably hot and it was no help to open windows when there was no much noise going on outside from other students. Gosh nowadays students would be allowed extra points for working under such difficult conditions. They have no idea......

Hours of fun spent in our Paddling pool in the front garden.

I was 16 - lived near the Lakes and went to see Haweswater Reservoir with my parents as the village, Mardale, that they flooded to make the reservoir was beginning to emerge - I remember it all being very exciting.
The music that year was excellent - spent a lot of time dancing in the garden with friends

Newly married and living in a lovely bungalow in North Wales, with a high mortgage and no spare money for a holiday, but deliriously happy and content all the same and the long, hot summer was just icing on the cake!

Vivid memories of the summer of 76. I was due to fnish high school when I suffered a hip injury planning football that left me in agony and required an immediate operation. I spent 2 weeks in pain and discomfort following the operation and another 6 to 8 weeks learning to walk again. My family had gone on a preplanned holiday my friends were all lapping up the sun, fishing, swimming and playing cricket. Everybody was enjoying the heatwave and all I could do was look on enviously from my hospital bed. It was without doubt the worst summer of my life. Ce la vie!!