Here’s a new one, written today. It is humid and rainy here, quite a grey day.
As a resident of the Southern Hemisphere I have not yet experienced a ‘white Christmas’ although almost every festive reference is wintery: Santa in fur-lined boots driving his sleigh through the snow to homes glowing warm with a crackling fire.
The other Our northern counterparts are dreaming of eggnog and log fires. We are anticipating languid days at the beach and cold beer. A summer Christmas means Santa in shorts and open toed shoes; Kangaroos, not reindeer, might power the sleigh to make gifts make their way into children's stockings and under The Tree. We'll watch "It's a Wonderful Life", make gingerbread houses trimmed with white, and dream of festive snow drifts as we yearn for air-conditioning. So different to each other But also, so much the same.