Brr! Coldest night so far this year, and possibly the coldest night we’ve had in this house. A minimum of 3 °C, not much by the standards of where I grew up, but certainly the coldest its been in Melbourne for quite some time. First time ever that we turned the heater on while getting breakfast.

First frost of the year too, or at least the first one that I’ve seen, a surprising amount of ice on the cars parked in the street and then all along the park beside the rail lines. I seem to only see about two frosts a year, partly the climate, but partly my very sensible commuting times, none of this ridiculous business of getting up and going to work while its still dark for me.

Frost or no, it made for burning cold fingers on the ride in, and necessitated a hot drink for therapeutic hand-warming.