Jet-lagged and tired as I am, my blog post today comes in the form of an email… mainly due to the fact that it was an email written to my husband. (He says that nothing is sacrosanct since I began blogging.) You (and he) will be pleased to note that the email in question is really just a humorous account of a very hot day…

My Darling,

Thank you for the short, but sweet, goodnight message you sent me. You must have been galled to lose the previous, much longer one that disappeared when you tried to send it! What a shame that our communications are hindered so by your computer problems. Isn’t it maddening?

Apparently it has been the hottest day here for thousands of years and everyone is lethargic and melting (very good for weight-loss, hopefully!). Going out of doors was like going into an oven. Hence, I took my bikini over with me to Roland’s girls’ place and I went in the pool on my own (Roland didn’t have my forethought to bring swimming things), while nearly everyone else – including the hot and languid cat and their two little white dogs – stayed inside, preferring the air-conditioned, hermetically sealed house (not that I am knocking air-conditioning – just that I like open doors and windows).

Then we went to Glen and Sue’s place for a chat… over the cricket (the “Ashes” was on), which meant I couldn’t hear very well, especially as I was sat closer to the television than to Sue. I think Sue may suspect that I am deaf. I was also somewhat distracted from the conversation by the thought of the promised, and long awaited, prawns for lunch, which I feared would become afternoon-tea because the afternoon was already well under way. Nevertheless, I was pleased to note that it was lovely and cool in the air-conditioned house that is soon to become my luxury residence for two months. By two o’clock my tummy had begun to rumble and the jet-lag tiredness swept over me again. I reminded Roland about the prawns – you know how every meal becomes so important when you’re dieting. I was also rather eager to see my new car…

You know that cars all look the same to me so I had to pretend that I knew it was a great car. It’s a Subaru with four wheels that work together (if that means anything to you!), and it’s only four years old with 25,000 kilometres on the clock! Roland made me drive it around for a bit to get used to it. Think I worried him a tad when I nearly went through a red light – blasted jet-lag! – but I promised him I would be extra careful on the way home, which I was. Thankfully, there was very little traffic to be careful of because most people stayed at home… to enjoy their air-conditioning (presumably). Oh, and the car drives beautifully.

Do you remember me telling you that I’ve never seen the whole of “Mary Poppins”? Well, it was on the television tonight and Bill and Lita had it on. I still haven’t seen all of “Mary Poppins” – I kept falling asleep!

(And so on….)

Now I really must go to bed.