I often mention the reason for my move to New Zealand is to escape the Sydney Diocese and to live near a local church which is inclusive and welcoming. However that is not the only and perhaps not even the main reason. It is certainly not the reason I give to most people with whom I chat who have little idea of the Calvinists who run the diocese except the little they might gain from the local news if it actually gets onto their radar.
There have been complaints in our paper that October was the coolest October for 17 years. I have enjoyed the cool, damp weather. Now we are into November and it is the first Total Fire Ban Day of the season. With hot North-west winds the temperature has already, at 1pm, reached 37'C (nearly 100'F) in the nearby town on the plains and even in the city by the harbour it is over 34'C (94'F). It is probably just over 30'C here. Not unbearable as the house has not had time to heat up, it needs a few days of such weather and while yesterday was also hot and I was forced out of the garden about 11.30am, there is a cool change due tonight and much lower temperatures forecast for tomorrow.
We actually had our first bushfire 2 weeks ago and it was uncomfortably close at 8km to the SW. I watched the smoke develop in the afternoon and could see the red glow on the hills during the night. Fortunately the winds were not strong and we had heavy rain a few days later.
However this is only the last month of Spring with 3 months of Summer yet to begin.
In contrast temperatures in Dunedin are forecast to reach 20'C (68'F) tomorrow before dropping back to the usual 15' to 16' of this time of year. It has been known to occasionally top 30'C in January. To me that is heaven. My legs were aching when I woke this morning after a fairly warm night.
LLF update November 2024
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I can't tolerate much hot weather either, which is why I preferred San Francisco to Los Angeles. Uniformly mild temperatures suit me. I do like Maine though in spite of winter. At least it doesn't stay hot.
Yes Amelia, I could not live in LA. I remember flying into San Fran from Sydney in late June 1997 and, as is common, arriving about 9am. It was too early to book into my room but the hotel told me to take a warm jacket out of my bag as you can never tell in San Francisco.
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