It's the heat. It fries the brains of people who don't know better than to stay out of the sun at this time of year in the Sandpit.
After reading this million dollar fantasy, I think we need to amend Kipling's "Mad dogs and Englishmen go out in the midday sun" to "Mad dogs and the odd really imbecilic Ozmate go out in the midday sun."
Last edited by Andu; 16th Jul 2007 at 18:38.