Nothing screams ‘contradiction’ like Christmas in Australia.
Our shop fronts are adorned with fake snowflakes and snowmen; the santas in malls are dressed in wooly red costumes; we listen to christmas music about cold and frost and warm drinks, but yet; I step outside and I get instant sunstroke; I get into my car and the metal seatbelt puts a red hot welt on my leg and the steering wheel burns my fingers.
We eat cold fruits and seafood and drink lemonade and wear our swimming costumes.
And we buy our children Slip’n’Slides so we can go on them.
I had a wonderful Christmas this year, and on this particular day with my family, nothing pleased me more than to see my big brother and my little nephew face down and ass up in soapy water – having the time of their lives.
We all laughed a lot.
Isn’t that what this time of year is about? Enjoying our families and our friends, and treasuring what we have. It is the little things and the big things all rolled into one.