I know, us Melbourne lot are a bunch of whingers, but seriously - it's H-O-T ! ! ! !
It's too hot to do anything. We (Bryan, The Supervisor and I) are lying on the lounge room floor with the only fan in the house blasting warmish air onto us. I slept here on the floor last night as it was cooler that the bedroom - not the most comfortable place but after no sleep the night before it didn't seem to matter.
Jean and I have met and conferred about Eowyn's bag and we are both excited. The fabric is lovely and the design I had in mind was just what Jeana wanted. Tomorrow is due to be cooler (not cool, just cool-er) and so I will get cracking on it then. Hopefully it works out as planned - I don't have a pattern so I'm just going to wing it.
I'm off to refil my glass with more ice and water. I promise I'll give up on the heat talk soon - soon enough it'll be winter and I'll be whinging about the cold...