The storm that wasn’t

In February 2012 I was travelling up the central highway (!! It’s one lane in each direction) in Tasmania and then turned east towards the coast. There had been a couple of rainstorms and then the sky grew some ominous clouds like a huge storm was brewing. Gaia in a wild mood; or not as the storm never happened. But the temperature plummeted to 21 (toasty for a Pom)  and the lovely guy who ran our B&B had lit a blazing fire and laid in a big supply of coal and logs. Not liking to upset him we said ‘great’ and went out for a drive to the beach and then meal whilst the fire died down.

 

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