It's 9 degrees C in Sydney tonight and it feels like 7. The cold comes under the doors and through the windows, it settles on the house like a blanket and in turn we wrap ourselves in blankets, jackets, scarbes, beanies and fluffy slippers.
The gas heater in the corner blows hot air out and we take turns sitting in front of it, like cats seek the sun. Wheat bags are pulled out of drawers and microwaved for bedtime warmth.
Snow is falling in the Blue Mountains, not far away and tomorrow the temperature wont be higher than 13 degrees.
On a world scale, Sydney doesn't get cold. Onle in the coldest parts would overnight temps ever dip below freezing and the sun shines nearly every day so there is a belief that it doesn't get cold here.
The truth is, the cold is relatively mild and short lived so the majority of Sydney siders act like it doesn't exist at all, buildings are designed for a temperate climate and most of us don't have huge amounts of protective clothing. What this all adds up to, is that people say they get colder in Sydney than they do in places like Canada, London or New York.
I can't say if that's true or not but as the wind howls outside and whistles through the doors, I avoid opening the door to the cold hallway and I won't argue that tonight and nights like it, Sydney is flippin' freezing.