now it’s too cold

It’s Oaks Day at the races, which I was going to go attend, all frocked up in a little dress. Weather report this morning: flash flooding, hailstorms, and a direct lightning strike on Caulfield train station. I think you’ll understand that I just went to work instead. Spring weather in Melbourne is notoriously fickle.

"Make a remark," said the Red Queen: "Its ridiculous to leave all conversation to the pudding!"

 

 

 

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