In Canberra the air is like wine. And as I breathe in I look around me and see that it is the sunshine and the cold that makes Canberra beautiful in winter.
With the air like wine, a police officer pulled me over and accused me of DUI (driving under the influence), I swore I hadn't touched a drop, and she said, I saw you, I saw you breathing while driving. I pleaded guilty but noticed she was taking the odd breath herself. But who could blame us, we are all intoxicated by winter.