So I finally decided to make a blog post about Christmas and Boxing Day. A few days late. Here in Australia it's currently Summer, so I had assumed that we would have a warm Christmas.

I assumed wrong.

It started hailing on the 25th day of December, Gregorian Calendar. It was hailing in Summer, and in one of the driest continents on the planet. There were hail pieces the size of golf balls, and sometimes it seemed as if it was snowing, despite the fact that it shouldn't snow so far away from polar regions or places where the temperature can support snow. However, I remembered that I lived in Melbourne, so bizarre weather was expected.

Boxing Day, also known as Lá Fhéile Stiofáin in Ireland or Second Christmas Day in some European countries, was a different story. I was forced to go out that day to a picnic, which didn't make sense, for it was freezing cold and raining near the start of the day. Luckily I managed to weasel my way into the car, and just sat there listening to the radio for an hour. However, then ithe weather heated up, returning to normality. I was not amused by this, for I disliked extreme heat.

So I was rather happy when I managed to return home and browse the Internet, for my house has a rather nice temperature. Must be the insulation.