Sitting here, in a tin can on wheels, it's 34 outside and 32 inside. And it's not even summer yet!! Fortunately, we live near a very nice creek, so can go cool off whenever we want. And we have homemade icecream, like this (liquorice & chocolate = chocolate bullet flavour):
In a couple of weeks, I will likely be begging to return to this sweltering climate, we are going home to see our families. Tasmanian weather is notoriously - interesting. Snow on Christmas Day is not unusual.........
Other than that I am melting into a puddle, there's not a whole lot happening - we have moved to a more isolated area to save some $$$, planned 3 holidays in the next 6 months (Tassie, Gold Coast - look out Stephy!!, and Melbourne - ditto Boris.)
We will be in Melbourne for the Moomba festival, which will be interesting. The pictures and reports I have seen of past festivals make it look amazing, but with my tendency to freak in crowds, I am not sure how I will go - my main focus is seeing the parade. And shopping - I am way overdue.
Oh, hang on. Our boy bird turned out to be a girl - damn thing laid an egg, and cried over it for a week before we - helped. I swear, I was losing my mind - a crying lorikeet 24/7. The egg was unviable, as she has no close contact with other birds, even though she had suitors - they can't mate through the cage. Here she is 'mothering' her egg.
And now I must away, time for a swim with these two. They love the new location, as they can swim every day; no tides/mucky sand to work around.