Brrr!

 Ever since Christmas we've had hot, sometimes unpleasantly hot, dry weather, and being a bit of a dag at heart I've spent most of the time wandering around in a pair of battered shorts, thongs, and an equally worn and battered t-shirt.

But no more. This morning, when I got up just after dawn for my weekly 10km bike ride, it was chilly a 4C, and a definite shock to the system.

The ride itself was quite beautiful, with an almost full moon hanging in a pale blue early morning sky, and I was warm enough once I got going, but I did appreciate having the heating on at home and a hot shower afterwards.

It's just nature's way of reminding us that autumn's not that far off and that colder weather is on the way ...