Still a shambles ...
Oct. 5th, 2009 11:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
blamebramptonIt is the October Long Weekend in Sydney, a month into spring. Normally this means a heatwave and an aborted walk in the bush ('We should tramp through Ku-ring-gai!' 'Yes! Or we could eat at that fine waterside establishment after managing two miles and deciding that smoke on the horizon is a sign we should turn back now!')
This weekend was somewhat different. To give you a sense of how different, when I was getting dressed this morning I looked out the window and saw sun. So I popped on my blue silk sundress. Then I followed the cats back out into the living room, felt the breeze through the house, and added a pair of red tights. Before we headed out, I threw on a black duster coat. This was fine till around sunset, at which point I added a black and red merino top, black wool jersey scarf, red stripey beanie and red gloves. Not only do I look as though I have turned into a closet fascist, it is 13 degrees Celcius outside and 11 inside.
Having said that, it's significantly better than last night's weather. Last night there were four to six inches of water flooding through Erko's vilage square. Admittedly, this is because we are at the bottom of the hill and all the drains are prone to panicking whenever there is any actual precipitation -- and the houses are all raised a little, so no huge dramas. It meant that our mission for dinner consisted of walking outside with giant umbrellas, wishing we had worn platform shoes, leaping across rivulets, and making it all the way to the Thai on the corner, where we both ordered food and rescued Biscuit the moocher cat, who had found her favourite mooching spot was suddenly an island surrounded by torrent and only just out of the driving rain. She was ferried down to our place under the giant umbrellas, and fed fish while we enjoyed a quite good take-away and ticked off yet another Sign of the Inner West Apocalypse.
In good news, the rain has wiped out the locusts that were noshing on the rosebuds.
All this aside, a VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY tospark_of_chaos ! I tried to convince Kimi to win at Suzuka for you, but he was too busy chatting up French blondes. Nonetheless, I hope you have been having and continue to have the most magnificent day possible!
I know there was something else important, but I seem to have spent the whole weekend forgetting everything, even a party. At least I worked out how to videochat: gorgeous to see you London girls!
OH! And I have a new plan. Quick London and Paris in December, much of France and Italy next October/November. So if you see a short person wearing far too many items of clothing scurrying between cultural institutions by the Thames or Seine around Christmas, say hi!
This weekend was somewhat different. To give you a sense of how different, when I was getting dressed this morning I looked out the window and saw sun. So I popped on my blue silk sundress. Then I followed the cats back out into the living room, felt the breeze through the house, and added a pair of red tights. Before we headed out, I threw on a black duster coat. This was fine till around sunset, at which point I added a black and red merino top, black wool jersey scarf, red stripey beanie and red gloves. Not only do I look as though I have turned into a closet fascist, it is 13 degrees Celcius outside and 11 inside.
Having said that, it's significantly better than last night's weather. Last night there were four to six inches of water flooding through Erko's vilage square. Admittedly, this is because we are at the bottom of the hill and all the drains are prone to panicking whenever there is any actual precipitation -- and the houses are all raised a little, so no huge dramas. It meant that our mission for dinner consisted of walking outside with giant umbrellas, wishing we had worn platform shoes, leaping across rivulets, and making it all the way to the Thai on the corner, where we both ordered food and rescued Biscuit the moocher cat, who had found her favourite mooching spot was suddenly an island surrounded by torrent and only just out of the driving rain. She was ferried down to our place under the giant umbrellas, and fed fish while we enjoyed a quite good take-away and ticked off yet another Sign of the Inner West Apocalypse.
In good news, the rain has wiped out the locusts that were noshing on the rosebuds.
All this aside, a VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY to
spark_of_chaos ! I tried to convince Kimi to win at Suzuka for you, but he was too busy chatting up French blondes. Nonetheless, I hope you have been having and continue to have the most magnificent day possible! I know there was something else important, but I seem to have spent the whole weekend forgetting everything, even a party. At least I worked out how to videochat: gorgeous to see you London girls!
OH! And I have a new plan. Quick London and Paris in December, much of France and Italy next October/November. So if you see a short person wearing far too many items of clothing scurrying between cultural institutions by the Thames or Seine around Christmas, say hi!
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Date: 2009-10-05 02:02 pm (UTC)I like this talk of London and Paris. There must be Plans!
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Date: 2009-10-06 01:01 am (UTC)BTW: We seriously got attacked by your roses hanging over the side of your place on the weekend. Think they may need a wee bit of pruning :)
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Date: 2009-10-06 02:12 am (UTC)And glorious when it soaks in, annoying when it floods ...
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Date: 2009-10-06 01:15 am (UTC)*sighs more*
But hee to your fashion sense. I suspect you are secretly quite adorable and are trying to hide it from us all!
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Date: 2009-10-06 02:15 am (UTC)It is true, I am adorable, if you like muppety little people with lots of hair and patrician noses ;-) But you have gmail! We can videochat! I know how to do that now!
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Date: 2009-10-06 06:56 am (UTC)'But if they're explosives designed to detonate on mixing ...'
'Don't you sass me! Get pourin!'
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Date: 2009-10-06 06:55 am (UTC)I had numerous huntsmen in the laundry, who all ran to hide behind the drain when I came in. I had to reassure them they were safe as long as they stayed out of the clothes basket, as I am not responsible for sudden flailing brought on by spider beside hand moments.
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Date: 2009-10-10 01:50 pm (UTC)You should come around my corner of Europe, you know. :big eyes: We are pretty. Push said so. :D And I'd love to have you!
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