When the sun shines brightly on hot summer days in Melbourne, many of us make a beeline for the beach.
A lot of us say we go to the beach to cool off on these days.
This has always baffled me. Numerous times I’ve went down to St Kilda beach on 30-degree days decked out in a loose-fitting white T-shirt and shorts. After ten minutes or so of strolling on the sand under the cloudless sky, beads of sweat scramble to form on my forehead and back.