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How good is Summer? Zooper doopers in the fridge, thongs on your feet and that nice sea breeze in your hair.
It’s all well and good until that gentle harbour breeze decides to completely LOSE ITS MIND.
With hail the size of jagged, deadly golf balls and an actual TORNADO, well done to everyone who packed a jacket this morning. Condolences to everyone who forgot their emergency cardigans.
Let’s all take a moment to think about this guy, who was told that Sydney was fun in the summertime. Sorry, dude.
Seasons, huh? Who needs them?
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Stormy summers is taking me back to a horrible childhood memory of sitting in a holiday resort caravan, whilst it rained non stop for 6 weeks, playing non stop card games and Monopoly, and flicking between two TV stations on our black and white TV.
Way before the interweb, Foxtel and Westfield! The only respite was the local RSL where we could play bingo whilst we ate our prawn cocktail. Some nights it even stayed open as late as 9pm!
Yeah when Westfield caves in that's when we know civilisation is over!