Tuesday, February 06, 2007

The month was sultry...

At the risk of sounding like one of those annoying people who always find something to complain about, I'm going to...complain. About the weather.

December was such a total disappointment in terms of weather, because even though it was supposed to be high summer by then the actual conditions were depressingly similar to those of mid-winter.

But January couldn't have been more different. Going from December to January was akin to leaving mid-winter Wellington on a jet plane (temperatures in the single digits and a bracing galeforce southerly for extra chill) and landing in the Aussie outback (30-something degrees C in the shade) a few hours later. It's been a shock to the system and I still haven't gotten over it.

As I did a lazy shuffle down to the pharmacy (for some Nurofen for The Little Madam), this afternoon, be-hatted, sun-glassed and a little sweaty, I wondered whether the hot days are hotter that they used to be or whether I'm just getting too old to tolerate the temperature extremes.

I suppose the answer, really, is less clothing and more swims.

3 comments:

happy and blue 2 said...

Less clothing and more swims is always the answer to the weather.
Except here where it's -30C this morning, ha,ha..

Angela said...

Right now it is soooo cold here. I do guess you need more swimming and I need more clothing. Keep warm, I mean cool.

Violet said...

happy and blue 2: in your case it would be more clothing, more hot toddies :-)

angela: I should really follow TLM's example and take a cool bath. That would work.