Day 4 of this. And we’ve all had enough.
This is the closest we come to air-conditioning in our house. We are fortunate to be in a big old triple-brick house so, apart from a couple of days in a normal year we just don’t need it. Besides I think they are ugly and expensive and not good for the environment.
But we are going slightly, ever-so slightly mad. Snapping, and grumpy and sleepless and panicked about yet another day of this, and the temperature inside the house is now 30 degrees.
And a mate told me yesterday that possums are dropping dead out of the trees where she is.
Too hot to be outside. Too hot to cook. Too hot to eat anything but icy-poles. Too frustrated the kids are. Too sleepless am I. Too much. Too much. Too much.
The plants are wilting. The trees are sighing. We have had (apparently) over 25 days with no rain. And there’s only so much you can do with a bucket… Tell me there’s a cool change coming soon…
On the happy side Look where we ended up. Matteo is very excited. 🙂