There is no reason I should walk out onto my balcony in the morning, look over to my right, and see this:
And yet...this is what happened. I supposed I should provide a couple of disclaimers on my neighbors behalf:
1) It has been 30-35 degrees (80-90 F) in Sydney for at least a few weeks now, and
2) I myself have probably stepped out onto my balcony in my underwear, albeit briefly, to get a feel for how hot it might be, or to water the plants.
However I tend to avoid doing that in briefs, and I certainly don't throw on pink rubber gloves and spend far too long cleaning my BBQ for hundreds of neighbors to see. Perhaps he thought no one would really see, or it didn't matter because it was just his balcony and not the internet or something. Oops.