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I was 16 and my friend had been away on holiday camping with her dad. They met a group of lads and during the school holidays, they came and camped in her back garden. I had a wonderful summer romance with one.

I also remember going to the local reservoir and it being no more than a trickle down the middle.

Passing out parade from Police Training School in the Midlands. This took place in full dress uniform, including hats and gloves. People were literally passing out.

Our first year living together so the challenges of budgeting as fruit and vegetable prices rose. Sharing a bed for the first time ever in all that heat wasn't always the pleasure it should have been, but sharing a bath was!

We moved that summer on one of the hottest days from Kent to Yorkshire. With 3 children under 5!!! I still remember the heat now and when we got to the house the removal men just dumped the stuff in the first few rooms and ran as they were exhausted too! We vowed never to move again!

I was running a bb&evening meal guest house that year and supplied lots of salads for my guests and in between breakfast & dinner, took my 3 children of 10, 8 and 2 to the beach.

No don't remember it much but was quite young then.

I was working full time as a lab technician but it was so hot I couldn't function properly. I think I could have been sacked I was so useless but happily I had a very understanding boss

Definitely. I had a toddler son. I was pregnant with my daughter. I has three German girl students staying. It was out in the garden with the paddling pool and water fights for the German girls. Fun days! In those days I loved the sun - sadly now I have to take oral steroiods for a health problem and my skin has thinned and sun bathing is out of the question.
My husband had to go to work and could only join the fun at the weekends.
I had a vegetable garden too - and that gave us an abundance of fresh fruit and vegetables.
There was also the BBQ and entertaing family and friends.
It was a great, carefree summer. One of the best

Summer 1976 OMG do I remember! My poor DH fractured a vertebra in the base of his spine and was put into a plaster jacket from his armpits to his hips for 8 weeks! It was so hot that the sweat ran down inside the jacket and made him itch. He used to put talcum powder down and try to scratch with the blunt end of a knitting needle while sitting in a cold bath. Then there was the water shortage and our green and pleasant land all scotched and brown. But in spite of the hardships I just loved the long sunny days and beautiful warm evenings!

I had exams that summer (mock O's I think) & the halls were sweltering with their floor to ceiling windows :-(.
I was also getting bad headaches which seemed to be helped by wearing a cap if I was in the sun (even indoors) so I had to get special permission to wear it in school. Of course it was a Donny Osmond style one in those days! Lol

I got married in August 1976 I remember feeling incredibly happy every day in the lead up to the wedding was sunny as was the honeymoon in Scotland

It was so baking hot that I gave our Springer Spaniel Jinx an ice cube from one of my gin and tonics. He absolutely loved it and licked it until it melted away.

Flushed with success, I went to the fridge and got him two more.

He licked one, wagging his tail and thrilled to bits.

The other ice cube he took and buried in a nearby flower bed.

We watched him trying to find it a few minutes later - his face was an absolute picture !

Funny the things you remember eh ??

I got married in August 1976 I remember being incredibly happy. Every day in the run up to the wedding was sunny as was the honeymoon in
Scotland

Oh I do, and all that "endless" sunshine!
I still have a newspaper front page featuring an ariel shot of the whole of the U.K. with barely a whisp of cloud between Lands End and John o'Groats.

Got married in April of that year and enjoyed the summer sorting out my garden. Had to carry out bath water (only two inches as instructed) out every evening due to the house pipe ban.

I got married in July 1976 on what must have been the hottest day of the year. We had both finished uni and had spent the weeks before the wedding idling away our time in the British sunshine. The dress I had bought a few weeks earlier was a fawn colour and I didn't realise how brown my skin was gradually turning. In all of the wedding photos I look like I am half naked as the dress is the same colour as my skin!! My father and mother in law had to leave the wedding early as they were on a boating holiday and he had to get the boat out of the Grand Union Canal because they were closing it as the water levels were so low because of the drought! HOwever, it was a fantastic day and we are still very happily married!

Wearing my 'lipsmackin'acetastin'evergivin'coolfizzin' ...Pepsi' (sure I've missed a couple of lines there!) T-shirt - and it was hot turquoise!

We broke down and were stranded on a busy A road in North Wales. We were on our way to a lovely little hotel on Anglesea with a ten month old baby and a three year old.
It was difficult to find shade or even get away from the car. Eventually a farmer managed to source and fit a new water pump. The AA were overstretched as it was a bank holiday and still had not managed to get to us when we finally managed to get back on the road late in the afternoon. It should have been the perfect restful holiday for a young family but during the week not only did we but also the friends we met up with got sun/heat stroke. Certainly a holiday to remember.

Riding around on our chopper bikes, and space hoppers, all the grass verges on the pavements were cracked open like a desert, and watching the heat shimmer over the tarmac roads. Almost living in the paddling pool with other kids from the neighbourhood whilst eating endless ice pops.

We got married in August that year and our daughter was born in October. Can remember sleeping with no sheets or blankets and not being able to cool down

Remember it well. Was in my teens and had mumps. Stuck at home and none of my friends would come to see me in case they caught it.

I remember sitting in the garden in London listening to Capital Radio. I think it was Roger Scott who decided to play In the Summertime by Mungo Jerry. When it finished he said let's play it again. And he did ..... about 8 times. They didn't sack him and it still makes me laugh.

I remember it very well. Our daughter was born in Germany in 1976. I came home to UK in June. I couldn't believe how hot it was. We were used to the heat in Germany, but not UK. There was no rain until September. When it started, all the neighbours stepped outside and laughed in the rain. It was surreal.

Living outside for the summer - or at least that's how it seemed.

I was heavily pregnant with our second child, slowly walking a couple of blocks in the heat with our daughter, taking her to a birthday party. We had just about reached the party house when I felt a warm gush down my legs. My waters had broken! I had to explain, as best I could to a 3 year old, that we had to go back home. Leaving a wet trail up the street was very embarrassing so thank goodness there weren't many people about on that hot afternoon in early July! We got home, I grabbed the phone, it's cord reaching as far as the hall where I sat on the floor, appreciating the cold of the tiles on my bare, wet legs.

Thank goodness my husband was in his office. He worked only a few miles from home but it seemed ages until he arrived and drove us to the hospital. Our beautiful son was born that evening, a little earlier than expected. What an eventful day! I was convinced the baby was going to be a girl and had all my daughter's girly baby clothes ready but, in the event, this little boy spent most of the long, hot summer only in nappies and vests.