Short Temperatures.

Roddy got up this morning and declared there to be a hard frost. (It was clear as a bell). I burst out laughing and said it wasn't a hard frost, it was just that his shorts were too short!! Well, it turned out that there WAS a light frosting on the car windows and that The Southern Man obviously wears his shorts as a temperature gauge. However, Roddy has been living in The Southern Hemisphere for 5 years, 4 of them in Australia, so it is possible that he has forgotten what a HARD frost is like!
Mary was complaining about the terrible summer we've had (again). She says she just keeps hoping that we might get an Indian Summer now, to help us get through the winter. The sun shines every day and temperatures are very warm. I wonder what an Indian summer might be, if not this?? The radio tells us that we are due 3 mild months of autumn before a ferocious winter hits us.
I finished off the Tuscan house today and moved onto a very smart New Build down by the river in Albert Town. Finn worked very hard on his school project about seahorses and Meg went to her private English lesson. Only one left of those, and the school literacy lessons still elude her. Finn, who wasn't on the original list for the group, is thoroughly enjoying it.! The biggest benefit for him just now, is the group confidence. They are all encouraged to talk about things together and it is good to discover that he is not alone in feeling stupid and that there are smart kids struggling to get by in the classroom. His group in the literacy class are all from his own class, so he finds that extra helpful.
I've got the day off tomorrow, so am going to go for the first run in a very long time, and then have coffee with my tennis friend Maggie, who has just returned from 3 weeks tramping up in the Nelson area. I missed my lessons while Maggie was away, but was too busy soaking up Megs home-sickness, (which has eased for the moment). And the Coach has gone off to London to sevice the ladies over there, so what's the point???