The weather chart attached is actually a historic document. Since temperatures were first systematically recorded over 200 years ago, they’ve never gone this high. A “dome of heat” over the hot rocks of the inland is producing this effect.
Sydney Morning Herald
The range now extends to 54 degrees – well above the all-time record temperature of 50.7 degrees reached on January 2, 1960 at Oodnadatta Airport in South Australia – and, perhaps worringly, (sic) the forecast outlook is starting to deploy the new colours.
As I write this, it’s a balmy oven-like 42C outside and 44C at Mascot. The ground is bone dry. The grass is running for cover. Gusts of hot, zero-humidity air brush past ripping the moisture out of lungs and gardens. (At very low humidity, water won’t even touch the ground when it’s raining. It just doesn’t make it to the ground.) The “blowtorch” north westerly, the signature tune for some of Sydney’s worst bushfires, is firing up the city. It’s literally like a bellows. These winds come straight off the big deserts.
We got lucky this morning. Cloud cover delayed the impact for about 6 hours this morning, but the heat monster has definitely dropped in now. You’ll notice the big heat in the Red Centre. This is Australia’s Red Sea, around Lake Eyre, a big low-lying salt pan that can fry cars as easily as people in normal seasons.
No global warming, eh? Come out here and have stroll around, idiots. Throw a few oil company execs on the barbie while you're at it.