Damn you, Bureau of Meterology!

[blamebrampton]

Last weekend was stinking hot, and the BOM apologetically informed us all that it would only get worse through the week. 'But,' they said, 'Next weekend will be cooler.'

This was a lie. Today was 40 (104°F) and at the moment it's 10.20pm and 33 (er, 90-ish? I don't know, it's too hot to brain). I have spent the entire day eating ice cream and reading a book in front of a fan. I had a phone interview to do with a chap who is also in Sydney, we both kept forgetting words, but each completely understood, because all of us have brains of sago at the moment. I promised to make him sound much, much smarter when I write it up.

Spent ten minutes outside watering the plants, had to have a little sit-down for an hour. Since the plants were having what could have been a terminal sit-down before I went out, it was essential. I took a vote in the garden and it was unanimous -- the plants would like the United States and Norway to take all of our excess heat. Which is now 25°C-worth of spare, so that should bring some of you up to a glorious 7 or 8.

The BOM has promised me that tomorrow will be cooler. I hope so -- I have a tea date with my mother and she gets the better of me when it is too hot. Last time this happened, I found myself at a dinner party with six of her ex-girlfriends, three of whom were having a fight with her. Don't ask me how this happened, I still have no idea. And yet, not our most ridiculous meal ...

Comments

[being-here.livejournal.com]

I would like to know about the most ridiculous meal very much indeed...

I hope it gets cooler soon. I would be completely unable to function in those temperatures and I just can't comprehend how anyone else can.

[blamebrampton.livejournal.com]

Alas, that would involve reliving the experience ...

We can't actually function, just sort of plod along in ever-increasing sleep deprivation until it breaks. Sunday afternoon, they promise.

[being-here.livejournal.com]

What is it about Australia that makes it worth living in? There must be something amazing, because everything there seems designed to kill you (from the weather to the wildlife) and yet people stay there. What is it that I am missing?

[blamebrampton.livejournal.com]

It's very scenic, and the food is good. Close to New Zealand. Fresh air, nice harbours. The animals that don't kill you are very cute. Hot boys. That's about it ...

[being-here.livejournal.com]

And are there parts that are less hot? Is there the variation in landscape and climate you get in the US for example? (Apparently today you are going to be my geography teacher, and we can both only pray that you don't through a blackboard eraser at my head and order me out of your sight which is what happened last time)

Hot boys though... and the sort of weather where they don't have to be bundled up warm all the time. Hum...

[blamebrampton.livejournal.com]

There are less-hot parts, but they all come with their own issues. In Tasmania these include being under the hole in the ozone layer and full of either radical environmentalists or the sort of people who make the cast of Deliverance look as though they vote Green and run cat shelters.

The cool bits in Victoria and New South Wales are prone to burning down occasionally, or else cost so much money to buy into that one may as well go for that Italian villa after all.

Most Australians live on the coast, and much of the inland is desert. In between there are some agricultural bits. Which are regularly flooded or burned out these days, when not in crippling drought. At least the dams are full these days ...

[elissande.livejournal.com]

And don't forget that about 9 months of the year, the weather in Sydney is pretty good to fabulous. It's just summer - particularly January and February - that are unbearable. Of course, then it's so hot that it drives the memory of the rest of the year from one's melted brain.

[blamebrampton.livejournal.com]

I've never fully acclimatised. For me May to August is just lovely, the rest of the year is usually too hot, but not unbearably so save for summer.