You gotta love the MetService's recommended clothing levels with the weather readings. Unless they use sleeping bags as a unit of clothing, in which case it all makes sense. New Zealand has yet to discover air conditioning, or at least my Scottish landlord has yet to be convinced of its merit. It's been too cold to blog here in the Hobbit Hole on the dark side of the valley. All spare energy has been nommed up for vital functions.
Normal service will resume once I stop shivering and tumbleweeds stop drifting across the political landscape. Thank you for your patience.
