When we start to get cold and damp and wet and the days get shorter and shorter here in the UK I start to think of warmer places like Brisbane and the Sunshine Coast. Queenslanders will be in the heat of summer getting about in their sunnies, shorts and tee shirts, skimpy summer dresses and their togs (thats Kiwi for swimmers, or bathing costumes if you want to be very pom)
At this time of the year I remember, (yes, I can’t go without saying this which rather dates me) I remember getting up in the weekend mornings, scrambling into my bikini and having a dip in the pool in the garden before getting breakfast going. What a great way to wake up and shower! The warmth dried me and I spent the rest of the weekend similarly attired just putting on a pair thongs, (flipflops to you here) and some shorts to go shopping.
I remember, too, on weekdays walking to, and along, the beach, finishing off with a quick swim, and walking home before changing and driving to work. How nice is that! Oh, for some Queensland sunshine and sea!
Actually, I will be thinking of Brisbane and the Sunshine coast more after the build up to Christmas because Christmas is very much an English thing and I enjoy that here. More on that in another blog. Needless to say that even after 10 years away I miss the warmth of the Sunshine Coast, and to be specific Mooloolaba and Nambour.