For the first time in our lives, Dave and Mel experienced a white Christmas. Although only the tiniest few flakes deposited themselves groundwards on the day, there has been enough snow accumulation in recent weeks to make us feel as though we are in a postcard of some sort. It was all very pretty.
Dave looking completely natural and at ease in the white stuff.
We had a delicious and genial late lunch with Ric and Jan on Christmas Day, enjoying a crackling log fire (on the TV).
'Stoke the fire hon.'
'Where's the damn remote?'
Mel has now finished her job at the Goodlife gym; 3 months of 4:45am starts and constant beat-heavy music.
You mean I don't need to get up before anything sane is conscious? I'll raise my mug to that!
On Boxing Day we had the pleasure of experiencing the phenomena of 'freezing rain'. This is when it rains, but once the rain makes landfall it turns immediately into ice. After a night and a morning of this, most everything was covered with 1-2 cms of ice. Trees retain the ice on their branches, cars get iced shut, footpaths turn into mini skating rinks and icicles become commonplace.
The following day has turned out quite mild (0*C) and so a lot of this ice has turned into water or slush. Icicles fall off buildings and power lines with crashes. Stepping through snowbanks creates delicious sounding crunches.
To make up for the inability to walk anywhere without sliding around like an uncoordinated penguin, we cooked a fully vegan 'Tofurkey feast' and it was delicious.
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