BurbleChaz

At lunchtime today, the weather was lovely. 20 degrees, gentle breezes, sunshine. This is exactly the weather we've been looking forward to. When we emerged blinking from our four-hour meeting, it had all changed. The temperature had dropped and the sky was filling with ominous clouds. We bought some food, and trammed home.

I went and did virtuous things in the gym. Heavy things were lifted. We had agreed to meet for a swim afterwards. Just as the heavy things felt lifted enough, the Aquatic One drifted down, and we hopped in the pool. It was already quite windy. After a few lengths, it started to blow properly. The pool is in an acceleration zone between the towers of the building. I would guess we were getting 45kts over the water. It was picking huge lumps up and throwing them at us. We had six inch waves in a 25 meter pool. It was fun for about half a length, until I realised I couldn't actually breathe. Three lengths later, we both climbed out. Dry and frozen in four seconds flat.

After dashing out to the bottle shop for emergency supplies, I checked the Bureau of Meteorology. There was a severe weather warning in place - winds up to 100km/h. Cool.

We sat in the Observation Area, surrounded by meteorological ferocity, and gradually consumed the emergency supplies.