There is possibly a better winter lunch than a toasted sandwich, but I doubt it.
I had an email from a friend today and she told me that in Abu Dhabi at 11 pm last night, it was 45 degrees. Myself? I am sitting in front of a gas fire, half a bottle of red still to go and not to mention that block of green & black’s dark chocolate that hasn’t been opened yet.
I have a great number of other things to say, because it is mighty fine being here in Adelaide. But right now I’ve got wine to drink and chocolate to eat. Perhaps tomorrow.
You have everything a body needs.
Lovely!
Even better that it’s raining and drizzly, so you need not even get tempted to go outside. Time to open the chocolate.
45 degrees is just insane.
Welcome home. It’s a bit fresh, isn’t it?
It was -2 when I left home this morning.
I would have skipped with glee down the street but I was worried about slipping on the icy footpaths.
I had a toasted sandwich too, here in Scotland, where’s it’s summer and actually a bit too hot for me. It must have been, oh, about 25 degrees.
Mind you, yesterday I got soaked in cold rain.
Large icy blue sky with no clouds and a lung full of cold air is the best thing about Australian winters. Enjoy!