Archives for posts with tag: Santa

Being at exactly the right spot on the tube at Kings Cross AND Barbican, without knowing the journey.

A good dementia event that’s given me lots of ideas about how to make the park and the centre better.

Gay Santa.


Christmas bench at the station.

Sitting in the sun on the platform. It was surprisingly warm, considering the frosty morning. 

Christmas arrived at the house. We put up the tree, decorated it and ate mince pies listening to Christmas songs. It’s the first time we’ve all been there together for more than 10 minutes for months. 

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Christmas day body boarding at the beach.
Dad as Father Christmas calling Poppy poppy.
Lying about in the pool on our new inflatables, drinking beer and chatting quietly.

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Putting the presents under the tree ready for tomorrow.
Floating in the pool in the sun with all my family. But no kids.
Dancing around the living room and singing Christmas songs really loudly.

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This graffiti.
The Perth Christmas Pageant. Cute kids, Santa, two bag pipe bands, Santa hat wearing Storm Troopers, pirates playing music for belly dancers and Chinese dragons.
The huge bison. I had no idea how big they are.