After a childhood spent wondering why Santa Claus gets so rugged up in the middle of summer, we have enjoyed getting back to the roots of all the wintry traditions we displaced people / invaders have kept alive in the Australian Penal Colony.
Christmas lights can be viewed in all their splendour from about 4.30p.m., a bit of a change from the after midnight mass tour we take in Nowra.
Waterford has decked itself out prettily for the season, as has Dublin. After various recommendations from friends and neighbours we booked ourselves in for an overnight stay in Dublin to see how it scrubs up for the commemoration of Jesus's birthday. {Delightful when dry, we discovered}
Boy, is it cold when it's cold; we have had several days of slipping around on icy roads, while admiring the 'winter wonderland' effect of frost capping everything in sight. We often have to spend five to ten minutes defrosting the car before heading for work in the morning.
It's kinda nice as a one off...
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