Sunday, 6 February 2011

Enough already!

As Sydney's record breaking heatwave (more about that below) moves into it's 7th day we took shelter yesterday in several air conditioned locations.

First stop late morning was to see blogger Brenton Parry's photographic exhibition 'Shrouded' in a small upstairs gallery in a quiet side street in Chippendale. The morning was burningly hot to the skin and Brenton's subjects were hot too. Thankfully the gallery was nicely cooled. The subjects in the 15 photographs are all discreetly naked. Most of the photos feature solo men and this one, the only group photo, is my favourite from the collection.


Ryen, Duncan, Joshua & Kane by Brenton Parry
 After the exhibition we drove across to Randwick to the Ritz to see a movie, any movie, that would give us two hours of cool. The one we chose, only because it was commencing in five minutes, did not impress but that is for another post.

Yesterday the temperature in Sydney passed 30c (86f) for the sixth day in succession setting a new record and to emphasise that record the maximum reached was a mere 41c (106f). That made yesterday Sydney's hottest February day for 85 years. And the heat continues, last night being Sydney's hottest night ever according to the radio news this morning.

A cool change with showers and thunderstorms is forecast to reach Sydney later this morning. I hope the storms are not what Andrew experienced in Melbourne on Friday. Until then the heat drags on with a maximum of 32c (90f) plus forecast for this morning before the change arrives. If achieved that will well and truly seal the new heatwave record at seven days.

2 comments:

  1. Hang in there. I'm only slightly jealous of your heat, but I know how uncomfortable and bitchy I would be in those temperatures. Why can't the weather just be perfect and leave us alone?

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  2. I recall four Sydney summer visits. The first was hot and bush fires raged around the perimeter of the city but the other three were a bit humid, below thirty and quite pleasant. The latter seemed to be what Sydneysiders were used to.

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