Other fun-loving Melburnians will fondly recall packing a picnic basket, gathering their pals and heading to a park for a long-neck and sausage fest. I will remember the national holiday for far less exciting reasons.

My Australia Day consisted of moving house on what, according to the Bureau of Meteorology, was a 24.5-degree day. In the car I used to drive overflowing boxes between houses, the temperature hovered closer to the 40-degree mark. It was a circa-1980s Mazda sedan, sans airconditioner, or in other words, a sweatbox. I was grateful to use it for the day, but more than happy to see the ass end of it.

Ordinarily a beer between houses would have soothed the soul and mellowed the body temperature, but alas, I had parents-in-law at one house and parents at the other, which equals a girl on her best behaviour. Thankfully there was Tutti Frutti Frozen Yoghurt smack bang in between both places.

Squirreled in the food court of the QV building, Tutti Frutti Frozen Yoghurt serves rich and ridiculously cold frozen yoghurt. It’s a pick-and-choose affair with flavours like green tea, mint, pink lemonade and pomegranate.

You just grab a bucket, squirt whichever flavours of frozen yoghurt you desire, and load it up with any amount of toppings from the toppings bar. You can go healthy – fresh fruit, nuts and coulis are offered – or indulge you sugar craving with lashings of chocolate.

You pay for this chilled-out treat by weight, which can be deceiving. But on Australia Day 2012, there were a hell of a lot of weightier issues in the spotlight. Frozen yoghurt was not one of them.