The Second Of Probably Many Posts About Dust

So, there's this crazy dust storm over Sydney this morning. It's mental. You can hardly breathe outside, and the sky is all orangey-grey. When I got up soon after 5 this morning, it looked even more eerie-- it was really red, and there was an apocalyptic wind. It was just like the feeling when the big storm is coming and Dorothy and Toto are outside, against the big ominous sky. I love that bit so much.

Anyway, a fun thing to see is all the people getting caught up in dust-mania, myself included. Strangers talking to strangers, pandemic masks aplenty, people taking photos on their mobiles left, right and centre.

The one group of people apparently oblivious to the dust storm however, are the smokers. In the midst of grey, lung-stifling dust, they are whipping out durries to have a good old puff. Yeah, that probably won't exacerbate your breathing problems at all, my friends.