This is what Spring showers looks like in Perth, Australia: patches of moody cloud drifting across a bright blue sky, short lived showers between spells of strong sunshine that means it is still warm enough to wear t-shirts. I still carry a cotton jacket with me to cover up against the refreshing sea breeze that comes in every afternoon, affectionately known here as the Fremantle Doctor.
Mr Veshoevius is always a bit nervous about great white sharks that cruise the coastlines here and make the headlines occasionally, especially when he goes windsurfing on the Swan River. This is despite my assurances that they don't make it up the river (I try to gloss over the fact that bull sharks do). So I bought him this t-shirt as a form of aversion therapy a couple of years ago. This morning however, he read this perplexing snippet out to me from an article in the local newspaper: "Professional shark fisherman agree shark numbers appear to be rising warning that there are so many big sharks off WA that beachgoers "wouldn't dip a toe in" if they knew the extent of the danger."
Might need to add an electronic shark shield to the t-shirt.
Fa la la la la, la la la la! This is what I would be wearing if I was spending the festive season in freezing cold London. Except I'm...
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