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February 21, 2009

I used to live not too far from here (relatively speaking, in Australian terms). If you have never experienced the difference between 30°C and 50°C (note to French people – stop telling me it’s hot when you are obliged to take off a cardigan or two), nor walked home from school in a howling northerly coming straight out of the desert with the sky blood red knowing that somewhere it’s already started to burn, it’s difficult to imagine the full horror of these images.

My thoughts are still with the families of the South-East.

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