At half past five when I went in everyone seemed tired. Shoulders stooped, heads down, and no-one ran for the flashing red man.
There was hardly any talk.
But when I came out at half past eight and it was nearly dark, glasses clinked, plates chinked and people laughed out loud.
I guess you don’t want to know that it was 24 degrees in Melbourne … Personally, I’m pining for the heat.
whoops! didn’t mean to publish that! it’s supposed to just be in my saved file…actually, it’s quite nice and cool here now…
We moved to Adelaide at the start of the year. From New Zealand. We have been…. shocked.
It’s so lovely tonight – cool, calm, even faintly moist.
I have been writing about the extreme heat on my blog, but I think my e-friends back in the old country just don’t get it.
‘Half past eight and nearly dark’.
Oh for the civilisation of daylight saving time.
But at least the curtains aren’t fading.