10 degrees in Perth at 8.40am? That isn’t right!
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It was 5 degrees when I was walking to the train station this morning to get to work. Brrrr.
TFP is reading my blog??
Woah!! Celebrity status!
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It isn’t right, though, that I should wake up at 8am in PERTH, this most wonderful cities, and find that’s its 10 degrees!!
What on earth time were you walking to the traino??
Heheh. I walk to the train station on work days at around 6:45am. The trains are so crowded at that time. So many of us have no life, evidently.
Ouch.
I get up at 6.45 to start work at 7 on work days… but I drive (it’s an 8 minute drive, and I’ve mastered the art of the power-shower!).
However, I’m going to start running to work once a week, meaning I’ll have to leave my house by about ten to six… eep! Way too early!