Sometimes you realise that you share certain things with your relatives. Important, subtle things which other people might notice, but which you have lived with for years and become aware of suddenly.
For example, as I was walking down the street (sunny, 22 degrees, not very windy) I met my Dad (this was not a surprise, we had arranged to have lunch together). What was interesting was he was wearing his very warm possum cardie, and I was wearing my very warm merino felted jacket. And of course, jeans and shoes (but not woolly hats, apparently there is a limit).
Everyone else was wearing t-shirts.
Neither of us considered the day to be even close to warm enough for summer wear.
(I did eventually take my coat off inside the cafe. I blame the the younger generation. I put my coat right back on when we went to sit outside though.)
Posted by carla at January 15, 2007 09:27 PM