Weather
Rum in the Bahamas
Magnum PI can take the heat
I wish I was on a beach in the Bahamas. There might be a cool breeze; it might not be quite so insanely hot and the cocktails, unike the one I just invented, would not be so disgusting. I stuck some coconut milk in a jar with sugar syrup, ice and rum. The coconut milk would have been better employed in a curry; the rum to fuel my car and the ice back in the arctic where the world needs it. My son gave the rum to me over a year ago I’ve been trying to use up since then. I still have half the bottle. I am considering giving it to the man who sits under the palm trees outside the supermarket. I’m sure he would appreciate it more than me.
Smoko
Like everything, the view out of our window is clogged with smoke
Just when we think the bushfires must have burnt themselves out they just keep on going. Every morning we are waking up to thick smoke. This was the view out our window yesterday morning and it is the same today. Not a cloud in sight, just thick dirty wood smoke. The asthma and COPD sufferers are probably having a shit time. From when I wake to when I go to bed my eyes and my skin feel gritty. It’s pretty horrible.