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izmeinaIzzie is completely sizzled. December was slinking along quite nicely thank you very much and then suddenly all hell breaks loose on Christmas Day when the evil weather gods decided to treat the citizens of Dursleyville to a taste of the afterlife. It got to 39.6 celsius that day and that's the sort of temperature on the agenda every day since then except tomorrow and Sunday when an even more hellish 41 and 42 are on offer. And this is not sizzly dry heat but the steamy stormy sultry sort that makes serpents ever so murderous. May as well be living in Singapore if this is the nonsense we got to put up with. But worst of all there seems to be no relief in sight until Tuesday where the mercury is expected to hit 35 or something
But still the Aussies insist on being South Brits with all those snowflakes and reindeer everywhere
It's going to be a lot of work keeping all the weeds alive during the coming week. Still got bags of coriander, fenugreek and assorted beans that the Izzie dare not plant yet lest they get nuked
Had intended to be slinking along the river around 7pm tonight to watch the full moon rising but it soon became apparent that the critter would be hiding behind the clouds
Already had to change a whole bunch of other plans such as visiting the arts centre and the zoo as there is simply no point when even ten minutes outside is sufficient to get pickled
The worst of it is that after a few days everything heats up. It's when the night time temperatures don't go below 20 something that the shit really hits the fan. Izzie is lucky in not needing to worry about working in some hot and horrid day job at the moment. Those poor suckers in Maccaland must be well and truly melted by now
But living in a brick and tile oven without air conditioning, it soon gets kind of tiring jumping in the shower tub ever other hour in some vain attempt to cool down. Even going to the hairdresser to get rid of large lumps of the serpent curls has not helped quite as much as expected
Might have to resort to lingering around the local shopping centre which does have aircon
But there are some good omens on the horizon. One gorgeous owl and one very cute card arrived at the Lair today and had to slink off to the post office from hell to get another one this morning. So it is looking good that the very last mail of the year is from friends and family rather than toxic old toads as had been the case for the end of the Goblin year in June.
Apparently Monday is an unofficial post office holiday (guess they need it after the Cbristmas Craziness) so it truly is the last day of the year for owls to arrive. Here's hoping that is a good sign
More on today's tasty morsels later
Just dreading the weather for the next few days. Looks like the New Year's eve sunset picnic will be less about saying good riddance to the old year and more about saying good riddance to that infernal nasty big yellow ball of evil lightseses
We so so hates it lately.
In Russia they are freezing to death and here we are getting pickled. It seems to be all or nothing lately
But still the Aussies insist on being South Brits with all those snowflakes and reindeer everywhere
It's going to be a lot of work keeping all the weeds alive during the coming week. Still got bags of coriander, fenugreek and assorted beans that the Izzie dare not plant yet lest they get nuked
Had intended to be slinking along the river around 7pm tonight to watch the full moon rising but it soon became apparent that the critter would be hiding behind the clouds
Already had to change a whole bunch of other plans such as visiting the arts centre and the zoo as there is simply no point when even ten minutes outside is sufficient to get pickled
The worst of it is that after a few days everything heats up. It's when the night time temperatures don't go below 20 something that the shit really hits the fan. Izzie is lucky in not needing to worry about working in some hot and horrid day job at the moment. Those poor suckers in Maccaland must be well and truly melted by now
But living in a brick and tile oven without air conditioning, it soon gets kind of tiring jumping in the shower tub ever other hour in some vain attempt to cool down. Even going to the hairdresser to get rid of large lumps of the serpent curls has not helped quite as much as expected
Might have to resort to lingering around the local shopping centre which does have aircon
But there are some good omens on the horizon. One gorgeous owl and one very cute card arrived at the Lair today and had to slink off to the post office from hell to get another one this morning. So it is looking good that the very last mail of the year is from friends and family rather than toxic old toads as had been the case for the end of the Goblin year in June.
Apparently Monday is an unofficial post office holiday (guess they need it after the Cbristmas Craziness) so it truly is the last day of the year for owls to arrive. Here's hoping that is a good sign
More on today's tasty morsels later
Just dreading the weather for the next few days. Looks like the New Year's eve sunset picnic will be less about saying good riddance to the old year and more about saying good riddance to that infernal nasty big yellow ball of evil lightseses
We so so hates it lately.
In Russia they are freezing to death and here we are getting pickled. It seems to be all or nothing lately
