Much as we Brits like to complain about our rubbish weather, it can get boiling out there. F*cking boiling, some might say. And don’t even get us started on how f*cking boiling it gets if you inch a little closer to the equator.
This little fan will keep you chill through the even the fiercest heatwave. It may be compact but it almost has all the power of a jet engine. Sort of. A very tiny jet engine.
And, of course, as the blade spins round, it magically says IT’S F*CKING BOILING. Because when it’s that hot, you don’t have the energy to complain about how hot it is. It’s the twenty first century: everyone’s letting their fans do the talking. Didn’t you get the memo?