I'd expected harsh winds, chilly rain, maybe another hit of hail, all that sort of lark.

It's not happening.

Australia, you promised me cold, and so I brought (almost) nothing but long sleeves and heavy skirts. Don't disappoint me! I don't take it well! I might have an affair with New Zealand and then where would that leave you and your thriving economy? Eh? Eh? Eh?

So much work to do... Will have cup-a-soup and strawberries to make up for missed lunch, make to-do list and then get on with it.

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