Sunrise.

There's an angry sun sitting on the horison(that's a pun not a typo) telling me, "I'm on my way.....and I'm going to kick your ass today buddy.". It's going to be something like 42 degrees today, hot , hot, hot, hot. That's about 106 or something in the Fahrenheit scale so I'll probably use my season swimming pass to great effect during the heat. Either that, or skulk around some air conditioned shopping malls and hardware centres, looking interested and keeping cool.

So this morning a group of kookaburras are teaching their baby kookaburras how to laugh, a lyrebird is in the valley below warbling away and the weird summer insects are clicking and buzzing before it gets too hot to go through with any energy sapping courtship rituals.

The heat throughout this summer has resulted in me being extremely busy at work in the beverage factory, hence the woeful number of posts over the past few weeks. Add to that, I am in negotiations to buy a new place a bit further up the mountain. So like Peter I'm now back in the land of the mortgaged! It isn't as Parisian chic but it sits high on the mountain and there lots of birds around (not sure about the wallabies) Here's a pic.

Anyway, later today(or this week) I'll write a bit more about my tales of house hunting and about a course in "management" which I am currently undertaking which is further keeping me from le blogs.