I was born on 23rd July in middle-of-nowhere town, Australia, in one of the coldest winters on record. A few months later they were having one of the hottest summers ever. We had no power then (I was 10 before we got "real" electricity) so no chiller, evaporative cooler and certainly no air conditioning. Hell, we barely had a fan! My father bought huge blocks of ice which they laid around my cot and then they rigged a fan to a truck battery - blowing air across the ice to keep poor little baby Emjay as cool as possible.
Now I live in Washington DC, a city that many consider to be the most powerful city in the world; but that power has little influence on the weather. We have just had one of the coldest winters, with record snowfalls, and are now experiencing the hottest summer (though I can't say "ever" yet as we have nearly 2 months to go but so far it's really up there! ).
I don't have to send the manservant out to find, and then trudge home with, a 44-gallon drum-sized block of ice; we have electricity and central air conditioning. But, I do hope he's remembered to fill those ice trays for my drinks tonight!
(Oh, and really I've been celebrating since yesterday…. now that I live in America the thing I love most about being behind the time line is that it seems totally appropriate to commence birthday celebrations here at 10.01am on the 22nd !)