Another Day in the Sun
Sydney is sizzling, skins are frying, soles are walking on coals, and really there is only one thing to do.
And that is head down to the closest beach, slap on the sunscreen, hats, rashis and more sunscreen, grab a coffee, and submerge whole body into the cool waters. (My Scottish complexion is really taking strain).
It is nearing 6:30 pm, I stepped off the bus and slapbang into the middle of a heatwave. I had to take my time walking home, even stopping to rest it is that hot. The sun beating onto my arms, glistening drops starting to form, my body temperature soaring, and if this is what it means to be in Sydney in January, all I can say is:
Roll on my birthday month April pretty please
In summer’s heat
I think of you
Flesh on flesh –