Well the temptress gave in last night and althought the weather bureauforcast no rains rain it did - with a thunderous cacophony - I ran glistening into the street to wind up the old Mercs windows and then stopped for a few minutes of soaking under the lightning streaked sky.

Sunday evening I spent with the family at the Darwin Buddists Association international food festival watching bollywood dancing, traditional Burunga dancing and Bhutan rap with my little girl perched on the shoulders and reflecting on why Darwin is such a great bloody place - a panopoly of culture under a mango tree on a sultry evening, small town vibe but big earth stuff and then home and into the pool to cool off, bats chattering, and beyond that frogs and the magpie geese passing overhead.