Friday was the hottest day Hobart's seen, and I watched the fire trucks leaving the city from my poorly air conditioned office and felt a bit sick. The bushfires are disturbing and unsettling and while I like it warm 42 is too much for me. So we had a simple nice dinner of bbq prawns and mojitos and then on saturday morning took Jerry to the beach for some cool air. We also visited the mona market for the second week running (Ridgeline Pottery you will be my downfall!) and then today has been the quietest day at home. I think that's a good thing.