December came and went without so much as an utterance from me on my blog. Diabolical indeed. I do however feel that it would be remiss of me not to recant some of the more notable events. Please bear with me on this account; this is more for my alzheimers than for anything else:
1. The Ushering
This is without a doubt one of my favourite events of the calendar year. Held on the first Saturday of December, a group of us get together and proceed to ‘usher’ in the festive season (read: get maggotted under the trees in the warm afternoon sun whilst togged up in an array of festive headgear).
2. Christmas Wine Club
Cracka and I joined his sister and brother-in-law’s wine club during the year in an attempt to become more culturally enlightened about the fabulous wine our country produces (read: get maggotted under the auspices of knowledge enhancement). We hosted the final Wine Club of the year which turned out to be a great success especially since everyone had to dress up as some sort of a Christmas theme. Oh and I tore the ligaments of my right ankle (again) whilst dancing up a storm in the lounge. Doesn’t make for an interesting war story does it?
3. Brett Prece
Much excitement – I unofficially became Cool Aunt Schmee. Mel popped out a little boy on Sunday 17th December.
4. Motor vehicle licensing
Definitely a notable event … I managed to renew the licenses of both our company Isuzu’s in less than 45 minutes.
5. George’s 70th
Cracka’s dad celebrated his 70th birthday in style with a lunch bash at their house in Bedfordview. What was supposed to be an intimate function ended up being a serious patsy as nearly 100 family and friends arrived to make merry with the old codger. Nice one Mr M.
6. Christmas eve
This year marked a change in tradition for the Smiths as we decided to eat ourselves silly on Christmas eve instead of the usual Christmas day. Hugs, Kev and Chrissy pulled in from Maritzburg and the old duck from the UK. I could definitely get used to opening presents a day earlier too!
7. Christmas day
Christmas lunch was spent with the immediate Murray family where we ate and drank yet again.
1. The Ushering
This is without a doubt one of my favourite events of the calendar year. Held on the first Saturday of December, a group of us get together and proceed to ‘usher’ in the festive season (read: get maggotted under the trees in the warm afternoon sun whilst togged up in an array of festive headgear).
2. Christmas Wine Club
Cracka and I joined his sister and brother-in-law’s wine club during the year in an attempt to become more culturally enlightened about the fabulous wine our country produces (read: get maggotted under the auspices of knowledge enhancement). We hosted the final Wine Club of the year which turned out to be a great success especially since everyone had to dress up as some sort of a Christmas theme. Oh and I tore the ligaments of my right ankle (again) whilst dancing up a storm in the lounge. Doesn’t make for an interesting war story does it?
3. Brett Prece
Much excitement – I unofficially became Cool Aunt Schmee. Mel popped out a little boy on Sunday 17th December.
4. Motor vehicle licensing
Definitely a notable event … I managed to renew the licenses of both our company Isuzu’s in less than 45 minutes.
5. George’s 70th
Cracka’s dad celebrated his 70th birthday in style with a lunch bash at their house in Bedfordview. What was supposed to be an intimate function ended up being a serious patsy as nearly 100 family and friends arrived to make merry with the old codger. Nice one Mr M.
6. Christmas eve
This year marked a change in tradition for the Smiths as we decided to eat ourselves silly on Christmas eve instead of the usual Christmas day. Hugs, Kev and Chrissy pulled in from Maritzburg and the old duck from the UK. I could definitely get used to opening presents a day earlier too!
7. Christmas day
Christmas lunch was spent with the immediate Murray family where we ate and drank yet again.
Looking back at December now, I can concur that is indeed the season to be jolly .. tra la la la la la la la la
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