Despite the rain, Christmas lunch
was sumptuous and involved a gathering with many, many Aussies who I didn’t
know beforehand but who provided much entertainment, sage advice and wonderful food;
from roast meets to the best Pavlova I have eaten so far on this continent.
Supplemented in the evening by ham, sausage rolls, cheesy marmites and other
such artery clogging homemade fare, the only thing (thankfully) missing was
three hours of Eastenders, Coronation Street, Eastenders again, Emmerdale,
Holby City, and Coronation Street Extra. Not that there was anything to watch
here; in a land of mediocre TV, Christmas wins the prize for hopelessness.
Every other day was brighter and
sunnier and warmer than Christmas Day itself, and this provided opportunity for
a few forays out and about. This included brief bushwalks and boardwalks, beach
stops and mall shops, tempered only by ailments and illnesses and obligations
to eat more and more ham in various guises. Before you knew it, New Years Eve
had crept up, offering an opportunity to finally finish the ham with a picnic
in Coogee and fireworks, followed by a surprising view of some of the larger
midnight fireworks from nearby.
It was a no fuss New Year’s Eve
and this transcended into the next day, which was probably the best of the lot –
warm and sunny with chilled lounging under the shade overlooking a rather busy
Coogee Beach, coffee in hand, book in other, a few chocolate orange segments
melting in the pocket. A nice couple of hours before hitting the oven and
cooking up roast pork (because I have not had enough pig products already this
Christmas). Enduring more TV hopelessness in the evening, Christmas pudding
with decent clotted cream helped perk things up!
And so that was Christmas. The second
day of 2013 heralded a trip back to Canberra and it was nice to return and
extend the holidays just a little further. Especially as, once beyond the
gloomy Southern Highlands, the weather was much more decidedly holiday-like. In
fact, much more a return to order, with temperatures above 30 degrees and, so
far, tipping over 40 the once.
Such sustained heat has warmed up
the house considerably and is not the best in which to be enduring a sore
throat, blocked sinus type lurgy that is a dragged out repeat of something similar
last summer. Still, that pool has come as welcome relief, as have the evening
storms cooling things down just a touch and adding a little bit of spectacle to
the place.
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