Fashionate about the weather: the Melbourne of the Europe

11 Apr

As most of you would know by now (given that if you’re reading this you are either a dear friend or a fanatic who’s read all my back-catalogue), I hail from the fair city of Melbourne.

At least, I’m from a place close enough to Melbourne that if I meet anyone not from south-eastern Australia, it’s just easier to say Melbourne to keep the conversation rolling along. Sort of like anyone from north of Byron says they’re from Brisbane, anyone west of Adelaide says Perth, and anyone from New Zealand says Australia.

Anyway, being from Melbourne you wouldn’t expect I could complain about the weather anywhere else. Well you’d expect wrong. I wouldn’t usually complain to a global audience of at least seven people, but for the fact that I’m still living out of my backpack.

Not that I haven’t unpacked yet. Over the last month and a half I’ve managed to spread my clothes among the two wardrobes, large chest of drawers, small chest of drawers, and shoe rack that inhabit my room. But in the sense that I am still wearing basically the same clothes I left Australia with, I am still living out of my backpack. Put it down to laziness or cheapskatedness, the result is the same.

My gripe with the weather makers comes only because now that I’m gainfully employed, I have a few extra shillings to spend on clobber. However I have no idea what to actually buy, and I have no intention of committing a fashion faux pas.

I could start filling out my summer wardrobe, but the way it is at the moment here, I could easily be in need of my traditional London outer-wear again next week. Or even next month. As I bring this to you from the front window of Starbucks, I can tell you in the last week or so we’ve had glorious mild sunshine, hail, rain and freezing wind. Hence the swap from my usual park musings to my local coffee conglomerate.

Now though, it seems the weather has settled to its default setting, which if they could talk would be the weather makers saying: “Yeah it’s not raining, you could go out like that. But those clouds look ominous, better not risk it.” This leaves me and most of London in a perpetual state of weather anxiety. And if I can’t get outside for my daily jog, how will I discover new pubs nearby? Though admittedly I’d run in to less gangsta bees (reread this post if that makes no sense).

So what am I to do? Aside from the £12 Primark hoodie (bargain, couldn’t make it for that), and the body-hugging lycra of my new bike outfit, I am at a perilous crossroads of the wardrobe. If you think you can help with a suggestion or two, or if you want me to post pictures of the body-hugging lycra, please leave a comment below. I don’t know how much longer I can pull this look off.


Safe travels. J

P.S. In much more exciting news I’m off to Hamburg tomorrow to eat sausages, drink beer, and track down this guy. A post will no doubt follow once he’s safely behind bars.

5 Responses to “Fashionate about the weather: the Melbourne of the Europe”

  1. Leonie Curtis April 11, 2012 at 10:34 pm #

    I think you could risk promoting Geelong a little. Funnily enough, quite a few people have actually heard of the Geelong Cats! As to your wardrobe quandary, maybe I can augment it from home….there are limits, though. Have a great time in Hamburg; there must be some interesting beers there!

    • J April 13, 2012 at 1:59 pm #

      I guess if you wanted you could send me a cats guernsey, I could both expand my wardrobe and promote Geelong at the same time! My old one is too big and I’m not that big of a Cam Guthrie fan yet.

      • Leonie Curtis April 17, 2012 at 12:50 pm #

        I’ll see what I can do before I’m winging it to London in a couple of weeks. I’m sure Cam Guthrie will be worthy though. Anything else from home, let me know.

  2. Armitage Shanks April 12, 2012 at 12:21 am #

    Send my regards to Herr Pfister, surely he’ll be lurking around.
    Viel Spaß und gute reise!

    • J April 13, 2012 at 2:00 pm #

      No doubt he will be around after his embarrassing stint with Togo. Danke! That’s the extent of my German.

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