When I left work today, it was windy. For a long moment, I was disoriented… and instinctively happy.
I worked it out; the wind was warm. I felt like I was in Melbourne.
I haven’t had warm air blown into my face for a long time. Wind in the UK and Germany makes me shrink into my coat, hunch into my scarf, pull down my furry hat.
Somehow, Melbourne wind had found its way to London.
Joan, the wind today could quite possibly have made you fall over… it wasn’t this warm nostalgic Melbourne wind you speak it, it was horrible left-over-cyclonic-winds that blew off roofs, scaffolding, little old ladies and trees! Shut down several bridges, practically all train lines and stirred up a lot of dust. Once-in-a-year wind apparently! So a rather timely post 😎
A little bit of Melbourne has found it’s way to Doha too.. I’ve been very good today and got up early for a run.. at 6am, it feels just like it feels on a hot Melbourne morning in the heat of summer (apart from the dust)…
Yeah taiirei, I was just about to comment on that too! Shut down the West Gate and the Bolte, train lines all down, killed two people I think.
Probably not quite the kind of wind you remember, Joan!