Everywhere you go always take the weather with you

I thought I'd use lyrics by a good old Aussie band this week. Okay, so Crowded House are actually from New Zealand but we (well I have been here nearly six months) claim them as our own. I've noticed that the Aussies seem to do that quite a bit to our antipodean cousins.
Australia's greatest ever racehorse, Phar Lap, was actually born in New Zealand. It was eventually poisoned by the Americans but I digress.
Let me tell you about the weather just to prove I am still a pom. We have had the same weather pattern repeating itself for the past four weeks. We have rainy days from Tuesday through to Saturday and then sunny days on Sunday and Monday. But the rainy days aren't grey miserable and overcast, instead it buckets it down for anything from five minutes to an hour and then its sunny and pleasantly warm for about an hour. Then it all starts again.
Of course it could be worse, after all this is our winter.
The main topic for discussion this week is haircuts. Following on from my lead, everyone has been to have their hair chopped off. I've not had mine cut for a few weeks because it's decided not to grow back. Wendy has had hers cropped quite short, she was intending it to be a half-way house on the way to having a bob, but she is now going to stick with what shes got. It does look good and really suits her having it straight, although occasionally it does go a bit curly, due to either a) atmospheric conditions, b) eating her crusts, c) some Shirley Temple genes somewhere in her lineage.
Hattie was next in the chair, not sure what happened but she came out looking about 14. I've had to start practicing telling her 'you can't go out dressed like that' and 'I want to have a chat to any prospective boyfriends'.
George settled for a trim.
I think he was getting fed up of me taking photos of him looking like Albert Einstein on a bad hair day.
There will be pics of all the new hairstyles in the July photo album. There may also be snapshots from Wendy's work trips to Rottnest and Melbourne which are coming up shortly. Rottnest, is an island about a mile or two off the coast across a notoriously choppy stretch of water - so that may lead to some very interesting action shots.
After Wendy sent out the photo album for June I had several complimentary messages from people admiring my shiny red helmet that was prominent in several of the pics. The wearing of cycle helmets is in fact compulsory over here, fortunately the wearing of tight lycra shorts isn't... not yet anyway.
The kids are currently on a two week break from school, they are attending holiday club at a place called 'Go bananas'. The good part is that they get to go (indoor) rock climbing, bowling, laser shooting and roller skating, the downside is that they have to get up at 6.30am so we can drop them off before we go to work. If you've seen Shaun of the Dead, that's what breakfast time looks like in our house this week. Again, I suppose its just a taste of the teenage years to come.
I'm going now, I need to empty some water out of the pool after all this rain... I thought it would have an over sized bath plug in the deep end but I can't see it.