43 degrees Celsius. That's not a temperature, that's a washing instruction. A preheat-the-oven-to setting. It's not what I was expecting for New Year's Eve. Nobody warned us that Melbourne got this hot. I've owned kettles that never got this hot. It was slightly cooler indoors (say around 37 degrees), but every time you went outdoors it was like stepping into an oven. Complete with that scorching wind that dries out your eyes. Everything was hot to the touch - chairs, door handles, even the sofa. I've think I've lost my own body weight in sweat today. I've compensated by eating lots. I'd hate to waste away. technorati tags: hot , melbourne , weather
Disturbing.
ReplyDeleteAre you entering that short story competition? I've read some of your early blog posts and they were excellent, surprisingly. I never had you down as a frustrated author. Frustrated alcoholic, frustrated millionaire, etc. certainly..
I think there's only about a week or so until the closing date. In that week or so I have to find the time to procrastinate over filling in my tax return (the whole country has to fill in a tax return over here, all at the same time - a ridiculous system), so I won't have any free time to procrastinate over writing a short story.
ReplyDeleteI have a long list of things to not get around to doing. It's very tiring maintaining it.
Oh, and also: aw, shucks, I ain't not nearly too good at writing the purdy words.
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