Today in Adelaide it reached 45.7 degrees celcius, it was the hottest day here for more than 70 years. It did not fall below 30 degrees overnight last night.
Our pile of crap air-conditioner just barely cools the lounge room, the rest of the hous is a furnace. We are melting.
Our dog seems to think she is a reptile, she spent the day heading outside at every opportunity to bask in the sun until she was too hot to touch and panting like she might die. She is a black lab, she’s supposed to like cold weather. I don’t think she’s very bright.
Beefcake and I took the small children to the local shopping centre and spent time loitering in the frozen food aisle of the supermarket. Pudding was happy because he scored an ice-cream cone. There was hardly anyone about. Everyone is hiding at home.
The next four days are going to be over 40 degrees, they suspect tomorrow may break the all-time Adelaide record of 46.1. I hope not. Tonight I will be moving furniture so that we can fit our massive bed into the air-conditioned room.
When we were in London I whinged and moaned about the lack of a decent summer. This is not fucking funny.