It's summer in NZ. The sun burns mercilessly, the humidity and the heat makes you sigh every minute, and you want to surround yourself with fans and cold drinks and icecream and sea waves and anything else that might help cool you down.
And you can't help wondering how it would be if, just for a while, you were in a place where everything was cool and icy.
So icy, in fact, that even your front door lock would freeze over.
On the inside of the house.
Mmm, that would be refreshing, wouldn't it?
A thought has just struck me. Wow, I'm living in a chewing gum commercial.