Liv Hambrett

Germany + Australia + Culture + Motherhood + Home


From Warmer Climes

Yesterday, I had a moment of self flagellation and considered the very real possibility I am a winter coward. And this cowardice, that sees me hover within the walls of my apartment for a great deal of time, exiting only when I really have to (guilt concerning fresh air, teaching a class, milk for the next morning’s coffee) may be affecting my overall sense of general self. This flagellation occurred quite despite the fact I have, really, come to terms with the fact that for me to survive winter, as an Antipodean reptile, I simply must hibernate, and when I search deep within my soul, I am okay with that. I am able to block out the intonations of ‘there is no such thing as terrible weather, just impractical clothing’, because that is complete rubbish and whoever came up with that saying is someone who was born in a boat in the North Sea and raised with the hares amongst the heather and wild winds. I suspect this flagellation occurred in the first place because in the early hours of the morning, one is prone to overthinking the smallest of things, and suddenly one finds oneself questioning the very meaning of their life and their future, based on how they’re attempting to handle weather.

Anyway. The flipside of all of this is, yesterday, I planned and executed two outings. The first, was a stroll to the local markets for a coffee with a pal. It was sunny and crisp and die Lüdde was completely thrilled by the slippery slide. How tremendous, I thought. Then came a few pellets of rain as the clouds blew in. Then came the snow, great flurries of it. We hid under the roof of the currywurst truck, and die Lüdde ate a really well rounded morning snack of pommes mit mayo and that dastardly ‘curry’ sauce. Then the sun came back out and we walked home.

A few hours later, we rugged up to go and visit a friend on the other side of town. Within five minutes of leaving the house and thinking dreamily of how lovely an afternoon stroll in the sun was going to be, the Schneeregen – snow rain, to those not familiar with the official Ghastly Weather Terms – began. Then it sort of became really mean snow that isn’t quite snow, but has upped the ante from Schneeregen and means you need to ideally find somewhere to wait it out. Like a bus shelter under which there is theoretically plenty of room, but none of the three people already occupying it particularly want to move. It ended a quickly as it began, and we pushed out from under the bus shelter, back onto the puddly paths. By the time we got across town, it was bright and sunny and I felt, even, a tad warm.

The sky has been belching all week, spewing out hail storms and snow flurries and Schneeregen, in between bouts of dazzling sun. It times its worst offerings for the moment we leave the house, fully bundled. Except for one hail storm, which poured down out of nowhere about five minutes before I was about to go outside. Felt really smug about that one.

The main thing is, winter is clearing out its belly, and should move along soon. Until it does, there are always memories of warmer climes and barefoot times, to tide us over.

To wit, the last photos of the steamy, tropical urban jungle that hosted us for a few weeks.













  1. Uta

    26 February, 2016 at 12:57 pm

    Love your pictures of Singapore! We went there a few years ago, and it’s a great city. However, what you describe in your post of not being able to cope with the winter weather was the same for my partner in Singapore, just the other way round! Being a proper Englaender, and used to very moderate temperatures, he almost melted in the Singapore heat, so we ended up going from shopping mall to shopping mall to cool down and I had to explore some of the city by myself 🙂 your pictures just reminded me of a lovely but very hot holiday there!

    1. Liv

      2 March, 2016 at 12:27 pm

      Hahaha yes, it is VERY sticky and sweaty. We have only ever gone when it is ‘winter’, but we’ll be back in summer this year, so I wonder how much hotter it will be.

  2. sarahstaebler

    29 February, 2016 at 8:34 pm

    Now that I’m back from my winter holiday in Bavaria, I’m SO READY for the weather to get warmer! Unfortunately…no luck. It’s supposed to snow a little this week. Sigh.

    1. Liv

      2 March, 2016 at 12:26 pm


  3. andrea

    29 February, 2016 at 9:33 pm

    I’m a bit the same, I think that’s because I’m from Spain. I am used to (mostly) blue skies and whenever it’s cloudy or it looks like it may rain I feel like hibernating. That said, those blue skies can be terribly deceptive, sometimes it looks like a lovely day until you step outside and feel the freezing wind 🙁

    1. Liv

      2 March, 2016 at 12:25 pm

      In winter, the bluer the sky, the colder it is sometimes! But yes, the wind up here is what makes it so cold – my face goes bright red and numb.

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