Swimming 35:00 [2] 1.0 km (35:00 / km)
Never got going at all this morning, for no obvious reason apart from being half-asleep, and was flaining around even more than normal. Spent much of the time wondering if the change was going to come through before 9 and therefore keep the minimum temperature out of the record books (it turned out that a dip to 21 around 3 a.m. had spoilt it anyway).
It's as well that I didn't encounter any muggers at lunchtime - had $51K of OA's money to deposit in the bank. At least, being in the form of cheques, it wasn't quite as perilous as it was in my early days as VOA Treasurer, when moving money between the cheque account and term deposits involved carrying several thousand in cash from bank A to bank B - it was only half a block but that half a block was Russell Street, which was then, and I presume still is, Druggie Central. I didn't fancy either encountering one of the ill-intentioned locals, or the police who might have mistaken the money for the proceeds of a deal.
(Russell Street has a long history of such activity; along with another venerable location of illicit substances, Smith Street in Collingwood, it was the scene of Melbourne's first ever bust in 1919. It's also remembered by us at work for the auction of one of its dodgy amusement arcades, attended by numerous prominent local identities - most of whom are now either deceased or incarcerated. As one of my colleagues put it, the bids weren't in millions, they were in kilos).