Christmas day was a bit special this year. Having dragged the Carter's halfway around the world, we thought we'd better make an effort. It seemed even in Sydney lots of folk we're planning the traditional turkey and stuffing, but somehow that seemed wrong. We set out to experience the "Aussie dream". Howard's contribution was to insist it all had to be cooked on the barbie, and I could think of nothing worse than being in the kitchen with the oven on.
First things first we went on a stroll to our favourite Sydney beach and managed to have it too ourselves. Everyone swam and enjoyed the warm water and mild surf. Evan created a sand rabbit, and we generally frolicked and enjoyed ourselves.
Next the Christmas lunch. At noon, Den was getting a bit twitchy that no cooking had been done, but voila 20 minutes later it was BBQ prawns and mango salsa with salad.
Howard was very proud of his salmon baked in salt, an
d having spent a lot of time thinking about Christmas pudding, I came up with the notion of Christmas pudding ice-cream. In my more creative days I would have made it into Christmas tree shapes, but instead I just put the tub on the table with a spoon.Santa was ve
ry kind and arranged for us to borrow some toy
s for Christmas, as he knew we wouldn't be able to carry them all home, but really all Carys wanted was a fairy/ballerina outfit, and Evan wanted to be a sock monster. Howard was chuffed by his kangaroo bollocks stubby holder, and did manage to find room in his bulging suitcase to bring it back to the UK. Beware any of you fancying a cold one at our house.All in all, it w
as the perfect Christmas, laid back and outdoor. It suspect it will be the first and last time we swim in the sea and our own swimming pool on Christmas day.
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