It is nearly seven years since I lived in Melbourne and I always forget the cold down south. In Deception Bay it is almost balmy, definately short sleeved days and the sun quite warm as I walk along the waterfront. So the deceptive spell does it's work and I forget that it is cold in other places. Mind you, many people reminded me and I have an arctic sleeping bag, a mohair rug and my red wool coat. I sleep snug enough but the chill creeps up from under the van and in the early morning, once I am on my way, I had to dig out my red leather gloves and rainbow beanie.