You’d have thought that since I’m originally from the UK, that I’d have no problem with chilly weather, but after 12 years in Australia I’ve lost a fair bit of my British ability to deal with the cold. I suppose it didn’t help that I headed out in shorts and a pair of Crocs this morning, but I always feel like I’ve given in to the weather if I wear long pants, a coat and shoes. On the drive down to the beach the car thermometer read 0.5ºc but by the time I got to Seven Mile Beach it was a positively tropical 2ºc. I knew it wasn’t going to be a spectacular sunrise, but you have to be disciplined about these things and go even when you’re nice and toasty in bed. And I was glad I did go because the scenery was still lovely and it was nice to witness that frost.