Melting....

We were promised the week from hell, or rather the week in hell, by the weatherfolk, and Lord, have they delivered. Another day way in excess of 40 c (that's 104 in old money, for those of you over 140 years old) and standing in the shade doesn't seem to help. Roads are melting, tempers are fraying and you can see who has air conditioning and who of us don't - we have rings under our eyes.

Late night drives to get Will to sleep have been the norm, if only because the car's got air conditioning. We've visited Footscray, Essendon, Moonee Ponds and other places west of Myers. Hot? Oh yes...


...and that was at 10.00pm. It didn't get a whole lot cooler.

Tonight a few of us from work had dinner in Hardware Lane, gently stewing in our own juices sitting under the stars, or at least under the fug.


Clockwise from me: me, Lis, Vanessa, Kristy and Brett. All clever; all great company. Malcolm had left by this stage, as had Sue. Salmon Nicoise and fizz. Mmmmmmm....