Yes, it is only days away from Christmas Day, and no, I haven't finished my Christmas shopping, but to get into the Christmas spirit I'd like to write a post about flat Christmas, which happened a few days ago, a celebration of Christmas for the inhabitants of my flat, and Andrew. On Saturday, to be exact. We had stockings, made by Ang (beautifully made) and filled by each other with various stocking like fillers, such as chocolate money and parachute men. There was Christmas dinner and presents from all. It was a little hard to finish Christmas dinner (roast chicken and vegetables) after all the chocolate but it was delicious enough that we succeeded. Oh, and I got a new hat! Like my old one that was tragically lost, but also different. And a bag! And earrings and chocolate and lollies.
I think by far the highlight of the day for me was the bubble blowing. We got champagne bubbles in our stockings, and proceeded to spend much of the afternoon blowing bubbles off the balcony at passers by. Which got some great reactions, particularly from the undercover policeman who sounded his siren (briefly) at us in a show of Christmas (or bubble-blowing) spirit. We were all leaning off the balcony wearing hats and blowing bubble, so I suppose we looked fairly Christmassy. Twas a great way to spend the afternoon.
And then to Carols in Vic Park for Carols and fireworks and candles, all fun things, and home again to light up a Christmas pudding.
And now to wait for the real Christmas (and finish the Christmas shopping).