Any story of today has to be about the weather. After yesterday’s 27°C winter heat, the cold front moved in overnight, bringing rain and cold. Today’s maximum temperature was recorded at 6:02 am, at just 11.4°C, making today the second coldest day of the year (10 June was just 10.3°C). It’s now 8 pm and Sydney has recorded 37 mm of rain in the city, up to just under 50 mm at the airport. The rain is expected to get heavier tonight, with accompanying gale force up to storm force winds. Wind gusts are already up to 70 km/h on Sydney Harbour. There are fears of beach erosion with the high seas that may threaten some coastal properties.
While this was unfolding today, I had a bunch of stuff to deal with. When we moved in here, there was an in-sink garbage disposal unit, for mulching food scraps into the drain system. I’d never lived with one before, but we started using it and got used to it. But last week it gave up the ghost, the motor seizing up. I called a plumber to see if we could just get it removed and replaced with a regular drainage pipe. No problem! And home repairs are one thing that is allowed to continue under our current COVID lockdown rules, so this morning the plumbers arrived to do the job. Rather than just replace the disposal unit, they redid all of the pipes leading from the double kitchen sink to the drainage port in the floor, replacing the semi-clogged trap and the old pipes that would threaten to start leaking a some point with brand new ones. The sink drain holes also have shiny new grilles in them. And there’s more space inside the cupboard under the sink where we store all the cleaning stuff and other things (watering can, toolbox, light bulbs, candles, matches, etc), so we used that to clear away some stuff off the kitchen bench. Overall a big win!
Then at lunch time I had to go pic up the car from some minor repairs. The repair place is about 20 minutes walk away. In the pouring rain and freezing cold. They had to pick the one day of the week when it was the absolute most miserable to be outside. Well, I took advantage of having to walk over there to stop in at a pie shop on the way for some lunch. As well as repairing the car they’d washed and detailed it nicely. Which didn’t last long…
Back home, I used the newly repaired car to take Scully to doggie daycare. And brave the rain again. In the afternoon I actually did some productive stuff, writing my class notes for this week’s new ethics topic: Fairness in Sport.
Then in the early evening I went to pick up Scully. When the rain and wind had intensified. When she goes to daycare, apparently she has so much fun playing with the other dogs that she completely forgets any need to pee or poo, with the result that as soon as I pick her up she has to rush to the nearest grass and relieve herself. With the rain coming horizontally and my umbrella threatening to turn inside out. And then once both of us were thoroughly wet we climbed inside the car to head home.
Here’s Scully on a sunnier day, last Saturday (bandana by Scully xo, my wife’s Etsy shop):
For dinner tonight I tried something new: sourdough pizza dough. I’ve been making pizza dough for a while now – it’s incredibly easy and I don’t know why I didn’t try it earlier. This time I tried adding some leftover sourdough starter to the mix to see how it works, and it turned out really good!
New content today:
fairness in sports – the new hot-topic from the olimpic games – how is it fair that some people live in a mountain area and are used to lower oxigen levels, and then when they run in a flat area, their bodies are already better at exploiting the available oxygen…
the genetic differences have also become more problematic with the acceptance of Trans athletes like that weight lifter – how is it fair for her to compete against women when she had high testosteron levels most of her life? I find the question moot when she didn’t win.
I’ve read a sci-fi short story that had a future sport event with all the athletes being robots or bio-enhanced (4 arms, more muscles ect.) – the protagonist was an athlete with some disease that prevented him from modifying his body, and he was limited to a “fully human” league that was boring and losing viewers – people preferred to watch the more exciting modified athletes doing impossible things.
“stronger, faster, better” should allow body modifications for adults – the russian delegation was wrong by drugging minors, not by pushing to be better…
replacing the semi-clogged trap and the old pipes that would threaten to start leaking a some point with brand new ones
I understand the former, but I wouldn’t have replaced the latter. If my old pipes were threatening to start spontaneously producing new ones, I’d open up a plumbing supply shop.