I keep getting thwarted by the rain. I have every good intention of going for a swim in the morning, I even wake up early enough to do this but it's been raining as if it's monsoon here in Port Dickson. Then the sun comes out in the afternoon by which time I have eaten far too much and just want to curl up like a python and snooze because this heat and humidity doesn't encourage much else. I am hopeful that the weather will change tomorrow and I will be able to hit the pool. Although I feel dreadfully embarresed by my friend Ken Onishi's Facebook status from this morning. He apparently went swimming at an outdoor pool in London this morning where is was 4 degrees celcius, don't worry it was a heated pool where the water temperature was 25 degrees celcius. It's the kind of crazy thing my flatmate Corinna would do too. So what's my excuse again? Oh yeah it's this warm tropical rain, terrible tragedy. Although if I am not careful I might end up looking like Rotunda, check photo above. That's my chubby Papa :)