Thirty and a bit.
I was taking a couple of photos of the possum's house, with an eye to maybe fitting an air vent, for her comfort.
Just switched the camera off and out she pops, runs over the bridge to the other, cooler possum house, and lies down in the cool shade of the doorway, there.
Of course, the camera was off... Dammit! 
If it's hot enough for her to come out, in the daytime, it's hot.
I might head over to the shops, later, and see if the bitumen's melting, in the carpark.
I might head over to the shops, later, and see if the bitumen's melting, in the carpark. lmao ecar
i can assure you it is certainly melting here.
what a buggar with the camera don't you hate that , would of been nice to see
there is no birds ect here about they will all pop in later for something cool and refreshing.
