This is the time of our long school holidays in Australia, that part of the year that the dads take time off work, and, after a few weeks of frantically catching up on all the little jobs around the house, often wonder why they aren’t relaxed. The man of the house went miserably back to work on Monday after spending a happy two weeks in his shed with the car he is restoring. He has worn his fingertips off while sanding and those little jobs remain undone, but he was happy.
It is also the time of year where a lot of families go camping or holidaying at the beach and I bet they are cursing the weather right now. The other day I whinged about the hail killing my vegies, prior to that I was moaning about the heat. Today I will bore you with weather again. It is cold. So cold in fact, that I raided the wood pile and lit the fire. It is also quite gusty and I am wishing there was somewhere to park my car that isn’t under a tree!
I have a house full of kids (mine and extra) for the day and since I can’t send them outside in the rain I am thanking my lucky stars that the batteries in the Wii-motes are fully charged. My laptop and I have retired to the kitchen bench in order to get away from the screaming at the TV in the lounge-room. I expect that the neighbours might call the police soon reporting the torture of someone called Mario. I just went in and asked how many of the kids in there were girls. None, but the insinuation that they were screaming like girls quietened them down a bit. Ahhh, school holidays….
You northern hemispherians having a white christmas will wonder how low my tolerance for cold is (actually, I love it), but January in Australia is supposed to be a time of icypoles, barbeques and bushfires, not snow on the hills.
I think the fluctuations in temperature are what is most annoying thing though. This time last week the temperature was 39°c (102°F), when I checked the local weather station this morning it told me it was 9°C (48°F). It has now rocketed up to 13°c (55°F). My washing is never going to dry.
I noticed at the shops that most people are in denial and still dressing for summer, which is not helping matters. No point dragging out the winter wardrobe though, a few days from now and we will again be sweltering in the heat. Yes, a quick check of the forecast tells me that this time next week it should be back to 33°c (91°F). Melbourne weather is renowned for changing rapidly, sometimes within the hour, but this is ridiculous!
I laughed when I read this article from 1949. It is almost exactly what the weather bureau says about today, ‘aint nothing new in the news…