It can't be natural

And here we can spot the mammal most in tune with this dry, dusty habitat - the Gardinus Downerius. This mammal waits until dusk on the hottest of days to display his green plastic plumage. This plumage sprays water directly onto tomatus plantus, thus ensuring both species' survival.



This heat is just not letting up. Today Bells and I had a delightful lunch in a cafe which is normally well known for it's frigid temperatures. Unfortunately today we weren't in luck - the noodles were on, but the air con wasn't. By the time I got back to my building, my face was as bright as cherry sock yarn.

It was so hot in the study when I got home that I almost passed out, but not before apparently ordering a few balls of Tofutsies. Oops.

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I went back to work this week, and I have been a leeetle bored. This got me thinking about my boring life. So I started filling up my diary with events - I have an olive pickling course in March, a cheese making course in April, music events in Sydney and Cobargo in February and a dream to see Carmen at the Opera House with Patricia sometime soon. All that and a bit more should be enough to keep me out of trouble for the next couple of months.

You'd hope.