Oh my goodness he isn’t, yes he is folks. I am going into unchartered territory, this has never been heard of or tried before by any man. I am going to blog about the weather FOR A SECOND TIME! I can already hear the gasps and the ooooh’s and aaaaah’s from the intrigued readers. This is going to be about my experience and show one of the reasons why so many people come to Australia from Britain.
Yesterday I stood and watched the ANZAC day parade. It was a great parade, I thoroughly enjoyed it. What I didn’t enjoy was the brisk wind whistling down the wind tunnel streets of Sydney’s CBD. Thank god I decided to change into jeans from shorts (on girlfriends advice), or I would have been in severe trouble.
As we stood on the side of the road in the shade, enviously watching the people on the other side of the basking in the sunshine I thought ‘this is coming to winter in Sydney and I am stood in just a t-shirt, jeans and flip flops. The sky was brilliant blue, not a cloud to be seen. Had this been a mid-December day in England with not a cloud in the sky and the sun beaming down, I would still have to thaw the icicles hanging off of my nipples, under the 10 layers of clothing I had on.
In the sun over here it is just toasty warm. In the summer it is too warm (as discussed in an earlier, intriguing blog). When you see the weather forecast and see that it is a balmy 25 degrees in winter, and you can get away with wearing summer clothes, it just makes you smile.
Yes there are days in Britain when it is hot. I have been privy to a couple of these rare events, but never do you get a day other than in spring and summer where you can wear summer attire. It is just bloody brilliant stepping out knowing that you should be clothed up to the max, but only having a painted on vest and a pair of shorts and heading to lark about in the sea.
The only downside to this is that when it gets cold, deary me, your body is not ready for it. It comes as a huge shock to the system, one that is most unwelcome and very very felt. The houses are not made here to keep the heat in, they are made to help keep it cool inside, and that is a problem. You end up sprinting faster than Usain Bolt from the shower to bed in the evenings. There is a blur of something pinky as you run past your housemate and dive under the duvet, teeth chattering and making that urrrrr noise as you try and warm up. All in all though, give me the shorts in the winter option. That is the thought for today, tune in tomorrow for something else. Laters
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