its spring here in Oz. YAY!
i remember people at the doors commenting to my parents about the heat and dragging us kids out in it. but my mum used to pack me a little sandwich and an icy drink. it wasn't all bad lol...i would have rather been at home on Saturday morning watching cartoons, but what can you do?
the thing that always gave me the shits as a kid was that when we did go out, we couldn't just go for an hour. it had to be 3 hours, my father had to set an 'example.' there was something called the "11am syndrome" where people seemed to finish up at 11 and this was frowned upon as half hearted. bah...don't get me thinking about this stuff it just makes me mad.
errm, anyway, nice day out eh?