I have just come home from grocery shopping, not my favourite pasttime, and the temperature has hit 35 and it is only 9am. I converted it to Farenheit and it is 95, the humidity is around 70%. I feel like I am melting.
Guess where I am spending the afternoon, in my sewing room with the aircon humming away.
Must dash the groceries won't put themselves away.
Carrie you have my permission to peek
