Saturday, February 21

Things Adelaide Learned from the Heat Wave of 2009:

I’ve borrowed this from this month’s GAPSA newsletter

§ The best parking space is determined by shade instead of distance.

§ Hot water comes out of both taps.

§ You learn that a seat belt buckle makes a pretty good branding iron.

§ The temperature drops below 32c and you feel a little chilly.

§ You discover that in February it only takes two fingers to steer your car.

§ You discover that you can get sunburnt through your car window.

§ You develop a fear of metal car door handles.

§ You break a sweat the instant you step outside at 7:00am.

§ Your biggest bicycle wreck fear is, "What if I get knocked out and end up lying on the pavement and get cooked to death?"

§ You realise that asphalt has a liquid state.

§ Farmers are feeding their chickens crushed ice to prevent them from laying hard-boiled eggs.

§ The trees are whistling for the dogs.

§ While walking back barefoot to your car from Apex Park, you do a tightrope act on the white lines in the car park.

§ You catch a cold from having the air conditioner full blast while you sleep during the night.

§ You learn that Centro plaza isn't a shopping centre it's a temple to worship air-conditioning.

§ Sticking your head into the freezer and taking deep breaths is perfectly normal behaviour.

§ A cup full of ice is considered a great snack.

§ An electricity blackout is life threatening because your air conditioner and your fans no longer work and you are seriously going to be cooked!!

§ You no longer sit on a couch, why would you when you can lie down on the cold tiles instead.

§ You need a stubby holder to keep the beer cold, not your hands warm

§ No one cares if you walk around with no shoes on.

§ You keep everything in the fridge, including potatoes and bread etc....

§ People have enough left over beer cans to make boats out of and have a whole regatta with tin can boats like Darwin...

§ The effort of towelling off after a shower means you need another one right away

§ Standing naked under a ceiling fan is an acceptable way to pass time.

§ You wait till it starts raining to go for a run!


Dave said...

Has it been warm then?

Anonymous said...

Yes, I probably forgot to mention it.

Dave said...

I do hope that people who chose to move to tropical desert islands don't expect any sympathy from anyone who stayed in britain and gritted it out.

Anonymous said...

I agree...about the people who actually had a choice of course.

solsticedreamer~laoi gaul~williams said...

oh my and i have the cheek to moan and whine about being too hot in our feeble summer! but then i am a freckled red head who toasts!

Granny on the Web said...

I am with Dave there... can't expect any sympathy from us shivering in the UK. Well, all right then "You poor thing"

Roll on British Summer, then we can moan in reverse.

Love Granny

Anonymous said...

Hi 'Granny' don't worry, sympathy was not expected. Being a Scottish girl I'm quite used to the cold and dreary British summers - which I actually find preferable to 120 degrees in the shade.

Give me snow and ice any day.

Cathy said...

lol @ Dave's comments (again) :)

Anonymous said...

Please don't encourage him Cathy.