Blimey! Still ridiculously hot in the house (30C), although the outside temperature has now dropped to 28C. It seems as if everywhere in Victoria received rain from the slow-moving low—except the west of Melbourne. We got nothing. What a swiz.

Nothing much happening here. I'm now on the fifth draft of the novel. I think it's the fifth. It might only be the fourth. I've given up counting. I'm hoping this is the final version but it's probably only the penultimate one. Either way, it'll still be finished in a shorter time than my PhD thesis. Watch this space.