Dare I be so dull? Season's Greetings

Shit! I woke up this morning, and the first thought (alright, the second, after "God! I could really smash a mince pie right now!") that crossed my dozey mind was "Shit! I haven't wished all my readers a Merry Christmas and all that jazz!"

So, here I am, in an Internet cafe in Plett, doing just that. Well, in a minute. First, I'm going to rattle on a bit about things. So, I got to Plett on the 18th Dec. The boys (the boyf and his bro) have been playing golf every day. I've walked the course with them twice (and thanks to the first time, I have the Most Embarrassing Tan Lines Ever etched across my back - today was the first day thereafter I've braved wearing a halterneck, out of sheer desperation and not doing laundry in time, and I'm walking sideways along pavements, with my back to the walls, to avoid any tres-cool 18-year-olds snickering at me, the blotchy twit of a 25-year-old). The third thought I had this morning was "Oh fuck! I didn't call to cancel my flight from Joburg to George!" Dear readers, you'll remember I was meant to be going to Mozambique, but thanks to, ahem, politics, I'm not. So, I had to cancel a flight from Vilancoulos to Joburg (which cost me R1000), and then I meant to see to the cancellation of the following Joburg to George flight which I no longer needed because I drove to Plett with my boyfriend on the 18th. But I never got around to it, and uncannily, I woke up one minute after I was due to board this morning. So there goes another R1000...

Anyway, I'm having nostalgia about my best Christmas ever, the one spent with my best friend and his family in Scotland. It was a combination of the grand company, the food and the snow, (oh! and they put us up in this ultra-quaint hotel next door), and I worry no Christmas henceforth will ever be as memorable. Sigh! Timmy, do you feel the same, I wonder?

Well, on that note kids, I wish you all the merriest and cheeriest and cosiest of Christmases. Whether you're celebrating it with eggnog, brandy and Coke or even having a Colombian Christmas, I hope it's a fabulous one. And that 2006 grants you all your dearest wishes, including the one that gives me more time to write this blog for your entertainment!