After an unseasonably warm day, this is the kind of scene – “winter wonderland” – you don’t normally expect to see in Surry Hills at this time of the year, if ever…

It’s funny, because as I was walking home, I had an inkling hail was on the way, and then, within five minutes of walking in the door, small hail had started to fall. For a moment I thought that was it, but then it really started to come down, heavily, for about 20 minutes. An hour or so later, and there’s still hail on the ground.

I chatted briefly on the radio describing the scene. I don’t think I exaggerated things too much :)