..... but not being helped by the fact that the bloody sun is moving in the wrong direction and you can spell Glenelg backwards as well as forwards!!
Hubby and I sat, hand in hand in a bar, watching the sunset off the beach the other day - it was a lovely, romantic moment.
Then we both went "Ey oop!" (note northern accent) "Sun's on t'blink! It's gone t'wrong way!" (I'm from London, so I don't know why I write like a baker from Rochdale)
We watched in stunned silence as the sun moved from right to left in the sky? WTF? We got our map out and tried to reconcile our point of view with the direction in which we faced. Toyed with the idea that maybe the sunset in the East in South Australia.
Dismissed that idea, went back to the bar for another couple of ciders and got tiddly enough that we didn't care if it set in the East and then popped up again five minutes later wearing a sombrero.
In the cold light of day (don't ask me which direction I was facing) we checked this phenomena out on Wikipedia (yeah, I know; consider your source) and found that this is (apparently) quite normal for the Southern Hemisphere. Sun moves right to left in the sky here, unlike the UK where it moves left to right. That is of course if you can find the bloody thing in the first place.
Well, slap me with yesterday's kipper! Who knew? Not me.
I was just absorbing that fact when I find out that Glenelg is a palindrome (no, not somewhere where they ride those funny looking bikes) and reads the same written from back to front. Crikey!
I don't know how much more of this I can take.
Now all I need is for someone to tell me that it isn't going to snow at Christmas and the adverts on TV don't appear randomly at the most dramatic moments in the plot.
What do you mean, "that's right"?
I'm going for a lie down in a dark room..................................