Christmas Day passed in usual format: breakfast, distribution and opening of presents, a trip to the skate-board park, a long lunch, and an afternoon playing some social game. The breakfast is of little interest since it took place in disjointed shifts over at least an hour as people awoke at different times in various degrees of reverie. However, the distribution of presents proceeded with all six of us attendance, Dot and me, her brother Dick, Rebecca, Dob and Max, who scored handsomely. I cannot begin to describe all the items he received and there are more to come on boxing day as we head to the shops to spend up so more.
One or two of Max's presents caught my attention specifically - a machine gun firing 'soft' bullets (not the hard variety that are discharged regularly in the US); a BMX bike, a Google plane powered by an amazing new technology - a wind up rubber band, and a Polaroid camera!
Lunch was a sumptuous affair, though adapted to our climate by being largely cold: turkey, ham, chicken, whole tiger prawns (which had be stripped of their heads, exoskeleton and feet), a large variety of salads, a lot of fruits, and various forms of alcohol including champagne. We also had the usual corny jokes from Christmas crackers and the whole affair was taken out of doors. Apart from we six, we also had Rob's parents (Marianne and Bruce) and brother Andrew in attendance, making nine in all. Half way through we had a heavy storm and had to retreat indoors, but it fortunately didn't last long.
After lunch we nattered and played Bocce on our poor excuse for a lawn and I was rather pleased with my technique - copied by others - not having played the game before. Here's a glimpse of most of us on the grass, including Max who also played his first game. I'm wearing my new flash singlet from YD - I'm the one with back turned and thinning hair!
AS
One or two of Max's presents caught my attention specifically - a machine gun firing 'soft' bullets (not the hard variety that are discharged regularly in the US); a BMX bike, a Google plane powered by an amazing new technology - a wind up rubber band, and a Polaroid camera!
Lunch was a sumptuous affair, though adapted to our climate by being largely cold: turkey, ham, chicken, whole tiger prawns (which had be stripped of their heads, exoskeleton and feet), a large variety of salads, a lot of fruits, and various forms of alcohol including champagne. We also had the usual corny jokes from Christmas crackers and the whole affair was taken out of doors. Apart from we six, we also had Rob's parents (Marianne and Bruce) and brother Andrew in attendance, making nine in all. Half way through we had a heavy storm and had to retreat indoors, but it fortunately didn't last long.
After lunch we nattered and played Bocce on our poor excuse for a lawn and I was rather pleased with my technique - copied by others - not having played the game before. Here's a glimpse of most of us on the grass, including Max who also played his first game. I'm wearing my new flash singlet from YD - I'm the one with back turned and thinning hair!
AS
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