I always look forward to this time of the year- the period between Christmas and New Year. The days seem anonymous and time appears to stand still. It is a time where unexpected visitors may drop by, spontaneous day trips may be taken, or hours may be whiled away dozing off in the hammock, or reading. It’s like being in limbo, the pressures of daily life are removed and routine goes out the door.
My fondness for this time probably goes back to my childhood and the long hot summers we spent at the family beach house. We would virtually be left to our own devices each day and would be up, have an early breakfast and spend the entire day at the beach, swimming and sunbathing(doused in coconut oil), eating fresh fruit, such as grapes , apricots, peaches etc.Occasionally, we would pool our resources and buy fish and chips for lunch, from the local fisherman’s co-operative, wrapped in paper and smothered in copious amounts of vinegar. As I got older , it was here that I discovered the opposite sex and as I reached my teens, daily assignations would be planned, to meet boys( who were also holidaying) at the beach. My sister and I would bribe our siblings with money for sweets, to ensure their silence. It was all very tame as we all we used to do was gather at the beach, siblings in tow, meet the boys and spend the days swimming and listening to their transistor radio Hahaha. At the time it was all very clandestine as my father would have metered out severe punishment for such activities! Nights would be spent playing cards, monopoly or the occasional night at the local public hall, where a film would be shown. All these memories come flooding back at this time of the year!
Yesterday, I went down to visit with Prue at her house, which was terrific.We laughed about the funny episodes and antics of Christmas Day and agreed that it was a success. She is insisting I send her the photos taken on the day, which I will on the condition that she uses her Photo shop expertise before she posts them on Flicker. LOL 🙂