Well according to the news, last night was the hottest night in Sydney in 44 years which is only one year less than when England won the world cup, and exactly matches (in years) young Adam's age! At midnight the temperature was 28 degrees, and I have to admit I didn't go under the bedclothes for once.
Today was another fine day although not quite as hot, probably in the mid 20s. Not much to report other than the usual promenade with Reilly and working on Charly stuff. I got a call from Rob that he wasn't going to play football, so my trip to Epping was aborted. In response to Jim's request here are some more pictures of Reilly.
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