Come in. Come in.
Would you like to join me in a nice cup of Lady Grey?
I’m afraid David and I have eaten all the shortbreads but there’s plenty of fruit cake. There are carols playing, and the air smells of cinnamon
SO here we are, and for us in the Antipodes, Christmas Day is only a little over 4 hours away, so this will be our last day on the tour.
We’re in the
explosion at the North Pole rumpus room,
which is the home-away-from-home of Saint Nicholas, Sinterklaus, Santa and Father Christmas … somewhere between 130 and 150 of them. I didn’t even try for an accurate count this year.
The tree in here – actually one of two in this room – has mainly folksy family type decorations.
A few wooden scandinavian ones,
my one prized Villeroy & Boch ornament,
some of the cornstarch & bicarb soda ones
that David helped make.
Here are some of my collections, gleaned over many years of sparse pickings, of Aussie themed decos.
Outside, there are no koalas on my block, but I DO have many, many carolling kookaburras visit and several families of the wee Superb Blue Wrens live in the rose arch near the front door, so it’s appropriate that they feature inside as well [ these ones are made from some kind of West Australian bottle brush or something similar ]
Anyway my dears, that’s it for now:
From me and mine to you and yours, a happy and peacefull Christmas.