So, as you may have seen on the news, over 100 people have lost their lives in the bushfires sweeping across Victoria on the weekend. Honestly, these fires are so powerful and move so quickly there's often nothing you can do. Some of the people were burned alive in their cars as they tried to flee. It's absolutely tragic.
The PM, Kevin Rudd, has now sent the army in to help, though why they were not used as a matter of course I don't know. I imagine some questions will be asked about that at some stage.
Of course, several of the fires appea to be the work of arsonists who when caught - and they will be caught believe you me - will be charged with murder. Honestly, I would not like to be in their shoes...
I spent most of the 47C weekend sniffing the air and on Saturday we had some smoke misting the air but I'm not sure where it came from but we had no dramas just where we are.
Today it's incredibly humid but the temp has dropped to 21C, as it does, so it's a bit more bearable.

On a lighter note, I went to George's 40th this weekend. I'll tell you more about it tomorrow because I really need to spend some time on my thriller today, but suffice to say he had near-naked girls serving canapes and drinks, a light show they could probably see from Pluto and sufficient loud music to get the boys in blue around on no less than three occasions...Definitely a mid-life crisis, if you ask me.