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Week Z | Monday | Christmas Down Under

On Christmas Day 1965 I was exactly a month old. A few years later we had neighbours from Australia for a while. I’m still in touch with them now! They told us about Christmas Day being hot, and spending part of the day at the beach. It sounded so bizarre and exotic that I think we didn’t really believe them.

But fast forward to Christmas Day 1988: I was staying with them in Sydney and it was indeed hot. The older daughter’s partner took me to Curl Curl Beach and taught me how to surf. (I lost a great many photos in 2003, so a pic of me in a skintight tank top dress, paper cracker hat, zinc cream, and sunglasses is lost to the compost heap of time; probably just as well).

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