Hi from a very wet and cold Canberra.
Have I told you how cold it is here at the moment. Even though it's winter I cant quite get used to it being so cold in July and I'm keeping an eye on your weather in the UK and it doesn't seem that much better. But c'mon we're in Australia its supposed to be boiling.
(Please note again FIL .... I did need those Timberland boots, and yes I know they were too small but I should've found some that fitted, and yes I do remember I bought over 2 new pairs of boots, but that's not the point)
Our awesome house is made of paper and has no brick walls, all just timber frame and plaster board, no double glazing and no insulation. So people WE ARE FREEZING. The only heating we have is what I call the hair drier.. on account of it is just blows hot (well you cant call it hot more warm and that's pushing it) air out of vents in the ceiling.
Our bedroom is at the end of the house with 3 external paper walls so it never gets hot, plus the bed is positioned under the vent so when the hair drier is off we get a nice stream of freezing cold air blowing down on us all night long.
In order to combat this we sleep in our jammies, socks, dressing gown, (newly added summer quilt or dooner as its known here to winter dooner) blanket and added dressing gown on top. The other night Sean took it a step further and wore 3 T'shirt's and joggers over jammies.
I thought about buying an oiled filled radiator and even suggested that to Sean a few months ago only to be scoffed at, (guess who asked for one the other day.... queue slapped head to Sean) As you know I am a little stubborn (shocked you haven't I?!) and I refused to give into the cold and do what I was told by my friend here to buy flannelette sheets and jammies.....after many mornings of waking up blue and trying to chip the ice of ourselves I gave in.......
People please don't disown me..... ....I bought flannelette jammies..... and not just any old flannelette ones, these have penguins on. See picture attached. I actually don't mind them but when I put them on for the first time my darling husbands first response was "What the hell are you wearing" then laughed, Charlotte laughed and sarcastically said "nice jammies" Ob didn't notice. Which I'm not sure is good or not.
Anyway who's laughing now.... I don't need socks on in bed now OR the need to wear my dressing gown as well, I actually was quite hot the other night and stuck my foot out of bed to cool down, but then started to get frost bite again so quickly retrieved it.
Sean however stays freezing in his 6 layers and plus can't lie on his left side due to suspected broken ribs)
(Please note again FIL .... I did need those Timberland boots, and yes I know they were too small but I should've found some that fitted, and yes I do remember I bought over 2 new pairs of boots, but that's not the point)
Our awesome house is made of paper and has no brick walls, all just timber frame and plaster board, no double glazing and no insulation. So people WE ARE FREEZING. The only heating we have is what I call the hair drier.. on account of it is just blows hot (well you cant call it hot more warm and that's pushing it) air out of vents in the ceiling.
Our bedroom is at the end of the house with 3 external paper walls so it never gets hot, plus the bed is positioned under the vent so when the hair drier is off we get a nice stream of freezing cold air blowing down on us all night long.
In order to combat this we sleep in our jammies, socks, dressing gown, (newly added summer quilt or dooner as its known here to winter dooner) blanket and added dressing gown on top. The other night Sean took it a step further and wore 3 T'shirt's and joggers over jammies.
I thought about buying an oiled filled radiator and even suggested that to Sean a few months ago only to be scoffed at, (guess who asked for one the other day.... queue slapped head to Sean) As you know I am a little stubborn (shocked you haven't I?!) and I refused to give into the cold and do what I was told by my friend here to buy flannelette sheets and jammies.....after many mornings of waking up blue and trying to chip the ice of ourselves I gave in.......
People please don't disown me..... ....I bought flannelette jammies..... and not just any old flannelette ones, these have penguins on. See picture attached. I actually don't mind them but when I put them on for the first time my darling husbands first response was "What the hell are you wearing" then laughed, Charlotte laughed and sarcastically said "nice jammies" Ob didn't notice. Which I'm not sure is good or not.
Anyway who's laughing now.... I don't need socks on in bed now OR the need to wear my dressing gown as well, I actually was quite hot the other night and stuck my foot out of bed to cool down, but then started to get frost bite again so quickly retrieved it.
Sean however stays freezing in his 6 layers and plus can't lie on his left side due to suspected broken ribs)
Yay me 
We went to Melbourne last week for a few days to celebrate putting up with each other for 12 years, (of very happy wedding bliss) I'd like to say I have lots of photo's to show you, but sorry I don't. I didn't take any of the beautiful docks, NONE of the amazing architecture or beautiful street art.
Nope, sorry... If you want to see any of that you're gonna have to rely on google.
I have a picture of the stupid (but oh so wicked silly shoes I wore out and walked 3km's to dinner in), the cocktails we drunk... and if you never take my advise on anything you all must try espresso Martini's. Please trust me (those who I worked with this isn't like the time I made those disgusting tasting but perfect looking trick cookies on April fools day) they are delicious and blow your socks off so wear more than one pair (and no silly shoes).
Apart from drinking cocktails and eating delicious food we visited the jail or as they call it the Gaol. It was really good, very interesting and very cold. We had the added bit of a jail experience. While we were lining up to be clocked in by the jail master I said to Sean he'll get picked on... and for sure he did, as we were segregated a few people were given a card to read out to say why they were in there, Sean avoided eye contact so naturally got picked. I was willing the jail master to pick me but sadly my "keen eyes" did not meet his.
Sean's crime was drink driving and he was called Rob Penton. We were all split up in groups (still segregated) and thrown in a freezing cold cell, then the lights went off.
A few silly women started to panic..... Not me, I was sitting there thinking the bench was quite cold on my bottom and wondering who would be the alpha in the room (too many evenings spent baby sitting years ago watching Bad Girls) having decided it would be me. I chilled out.
After time spent in the cell we then were lead out for recreational time. Old Rob was mentioned as it not being his first time here at the jail (he he). The men had a bigger outside space to stretch their legs than the women's area. (because we all know they are the naughtier ones and therefore more of them in jail at any one time) We got a chance to have our pictures taken in the jail which we are delighted with as its made Sean 6' and me 5'6" (happy days)
Nope, sorry... If you want to see any of that you're gonna have to rely on google.
I have a picture of the stupid (but oh so wicked silly shoes I wore out and walked 3km's to dinner in), the cocktails we drunk... and if you never take my advise on anything you all must try espresso Martini's. Please trust me (those who I worked with this isn't like the time I made those disgusting tasting but perfect looking trick cookies on April fools day) they are delicious and blow your socks off so wear more than one pair (and no silly shoes).
Apart from drinking cocktails and eating delicious food we visited the jail or as they call it the Gaol. It was really good, very interesting and very cold. We had the added bit of a jail experience. While we were lining up to be clocked in by the jail master I said to Sean he'll get picked on... and for sure he did, as we were segregated a few people were given a card to read out to say why they were in there, Sean avoided eye contact so naturally got picked. I was willing the jail master to pick me but sadly my "keen eyes" did not meet his.
Sean's crime was drink driving and he was called Rob Penton. We were all split up in groups (still segregated) and thrown in a freezing cold cell, then the lights went off.
A few silly women started to panic..... Not me, I was sitting there thinking the bench was quite cold on my bottom and wondering who would be the alpha in the room (too many evenings spent baby sitting years ago watching Bad Girls) having decided it would be me. I chilled out.
After time spent in the cell we then were lead out for recreational time. Old Rob was mentioned as it not being his first time here at the jail (he he). The men had a bigger outside space to stretch their legs than the women's area. (because we all know they are the naughtier ones and therefore more of them in jail at any one time) We got a chance to have our pictures taken in the jail which we are delighted with as its made Sean 6' and me 5'6" (happy days)
My only complaint with Melbourne and I'm writing to my good mate (he may not be yet but he will be) Tony Abbot our trusty PM here.
You see my problem is.... the pedestrian crossings...... they are NOT quick enough when you are wearing silly shoes - see attached (not really quick enough either wearing flat shoes and having little legs) We would only make it half way then the the man would start flashing (calm down ladies not a real man, the little man on the traffic light pole) so as fast as my actually not so little legs now I'm 5'6' would go in silly shoes I could NOT beat the flashing man. In true Maddi diva style I told Sean I'm writing to Tony about this. His response 'Ok, dear'.
Before we went to Melbourne we were told to travel the tram, you guessed it, we didn't. But they were pretty cool to see and hear them ringing their bells.
We were also told about hook turns... to turn right you have to go left. Confused? We were and even more baffled when we saw it happen. I did however get quite excited and did a little yelp when we saw our first one.
You see my problem is.... the pedestrian crossings...... they are NOT quick enough when you are wearing silly shoes - see attached (not really quick enough either wearing flat shoes and having little legs) We would only make it half way then the the man would start flashing (calm down ladies not a real man, the little man on the traffic light pole) so as fast as my actually not so little legs now I'm 5'6' would go in silly shoes I could NOT beat the flashing man. In true Maddi diva style I told Sean I'm writing to Tony about this. His response 'Ok, dear'.
Before we went to Melbourne we were told to travel the tram, you guessed it, we didn't. But they were pretty cool to see and hear them ringing their bells.
We were also told about hook turns... to turn right you have to go left. Confused? We were and even more baffled when we saw it happen. I did however get quite excited and did a little yelp when we saw our first one.
It's only applicable in Melbourne and just baffling. Another thing to have a word with Tony about.
Starting to freeze up here people so off to do some star jumps (it does work by the way)
Lots of love to you all xxxx
Ps went to Melbourne with 4 pairs of shoes and came back with 5. Yay me. Happy days
You are not alone by any stretch Maddie! My wife hates the cold, and even in north Florida we get freezing weather in the winter. She recently bought cute front foot pajamas, she is 40 by the way! I know it is cold, but footy pajamas? Anyway, you are definitely not alone and she has never been happier when the cold weather sets in.
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