...is turning my house into a place where a sound, studious mind cannot dwell. The kilowatts and black baloons of air conditioned respite temper only so much. I open a teapot to transfuse some sound into it, it coughs hot air up into my face. I place it back on the mantle piece to stew, something palatable has come on the television.
O great Sun King, give this weather to Perth! They have it too easy, what with ocean breezes from the seas of the sub-continent.