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By Algernon
Earlier this year, I moved from self employment to working for State Owned Corporation. Some of the benefits are a slower pace and a nine day fortnight. With the nine day fortnight it means every other Friday off.
For a number of years I have come to loath the commercial aspect of Christmas, the gluttony and materialism that go with it. Now I’m not trying to put a religious spin or anything here, I looking at how it is celebrated and the excesses that go with it.
In recent years one of my clients had harbour cruises. This year the SOC I work for had a Christmas Lunch in a restaurant and the section I work for has what they like to call a “Big Day Out” the following day. The Big day out is always held in the same place, The Watsons Bay Hotel. Now Watsons Bay is a place of my youth, many years watching the yachts head out and down the coast on Boxing Day or maybe a day trip when visiting grandparents at Bondi.
The Big Day Out is always held on a RDO in December and has done so for around a decade. Tradition stipulates that all those attending must wear Hawaiian shirts and never the same one two years in a row. I was proud of the gem I found at St Vinnie’s for 50% off for $3. Others managed to find some real stunners. We would all meet at Circular Quay to catch the ferry arrive in time for opening returning on the last ferry around 4:00pm. One of life’s simple pleasures is catching a harbour ferry.
For many years I’ve noticed that the Christmas decorations hit the stores at the end of September, in my youth it was the end of October. The stores are spruiking stuff much of it overpriced and that much of it we don’t need. A lot returned on the days after Christmas. Another thing I see is the desperate need to get together with “friend’s” and “family” at this time of year when some would not even consider at other times.
Lately I’ve wondered about the Christmas food. Legs of Ham, Turkeys, fruit cakes, puddings etc all winter food and not really appropriate for Australia at this time of year. Growing up, we’d visit an aunt where a cousin would appear bearing gifts of lobster, prawns, fish and other seafood wonders. Being fisher folk they’d bring this fresh off the trawler.
Now a Christmas dinner is a meal you don’t eat at any other time of the year. We eat leg ham all year around and eat half a leg between Christmas and New Year what is left over is saved for pea and ham soup in winter. The turkey is always a small so it’s gone a few days later. Now I know people who wouldn’t eat ham except at this time of year then buy a whole leg for a small family now a leg weighs between 11 and 15kgs it’s a lot of ham. I’d hate to think how much is wasted. That goes for the giant turkeys as well. Our butcher tells us the Turkduckins are popular. That’s a chicken stuffed into a duck which is then stuffed into a turkey and will set you back around $150.
The discussion at the BDO came down to what each was doing for Christmas. One spoke how family members had their nose out of joint as they always did Christmas lunch and had done so for over 40 years was not impressed that lunch would be at their place. Forget the fact that they were getting slower and forgetful and that this person had a young family. An interesting time ahead for them. Another said they had a family do on the weekend where half the family was at loggerheads with the others and some were not even welcome. Afterwards they are off to somewhere in New England with partner and their mother who is just as insistent about doing things even though they are less able to cope compared to years past. Even in my family we are have Christmas here though it’s not our turn with everybody doing something towards it. One family member feels put out even though they are having day surgery this week.
I’m sure we’ll all have good days!
As for presents, I ask for peace and goodwill to all people. No one seems to understand this. I’d prefer no presents or would prefer someone buy me a goat in Bangladesh or a toilet in the Congo or even a permanent clean water supply in Malawi. I live in hope. This year however, one of the children has taken to buying presents, something they haven’t done in the past. They don’t have much money apart from some pocket money. They’re a little concerned as they feel it’s not much. I told them it’s something I’ll cherish as they have given it from the
As for the day, celebrate it as you do and can I offer all of you peace and goodwill. If you can’t get enough of Christmas music here is a link to keep you out of trouble. Every day is Christmas at this station.
http://radiotime.com/station/s_89803/181FM_Christmas_Standards.aspx
Also a Happy New Year to all the Piglets.



Who pinched my Pelaco skirt with muff links?
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Was it a long or short skirt?
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Doyles at Watsons Bay – so many good memories of oysters and mudcrabs. I buy half a ham, about 4 kilos and it is better to carve your own fresh – keep in a ham bag. Maybe I am too organised but I don’t overdo it and agree some people don’t know when enough is enough and don’t know what is a special occasion. But having a small family and no rels means that none of that deciding muddle (not to mention going to 2 or 3 in the one day madness) ever comes into consideration. Love and Peace to all.
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I’m with you there Vivienne, We go off ham early in December knowing thats much of what we eat christmas week. By new years eve its all but gone. The service this time around at the Watsons Bay was well non existant this time around. We had to lake our own glasses back and the fish and chips while there was plenty of it was pretty ordinary.
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It has certainly ‘gone off’ then – what a shame. Makes my fresh seafood and fish/chip shop here sound like paradise. I’m better off than I thought! Our turkey (we all declared it one of the best ever) is just a pile of bones in the bin now and the ham is half gone.
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As it should be Vivienne. I had dinner with a friend who was down from the Gold Coast last night. We do this every year. Thought it a little illogical being Boxing Day. Eastwood though with its large Asian population it was just a normal day. He’s learning Mandarin at the moment and the main street of Eastwood could be anywhere in Asia. Had it indulge him as he practiced reading the Chinese characters. We chose to have Peking duck which was too much for both of us. We now have Peking Duck to partake in as well.
As for Watsons Bay we also had to contend with various rats with wings. The day was enjoyable though.
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I have a very fond memory of demolishing a mountain of black mussels with my late Dad over lunch there.
Dad had diabetes for the last twelve years of his short life (he died at 60 – courtesy of the Camel cigarettes he smoked since the War). There was a conga line of people waiting to be served since Doyle’s was very popular back then too – and they didn’t take bookings.
I had a quiet word with the maître d that my Dad had to eat on time and he obligingly spirited us around to another door – so as not to give the patiently waiting patrons the shits and he took our order straight up. This huge square tub of mussels in a tomato-based sauce arrived spot on time — and they were delicious.
More recent visits haven’t led to such pleasure, but the memory persists as one of those gems of Dad’s twilight years.
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Nope!
I could never cope with the Hawaiian shirts, Alge. Just dry retched every time I saw one. It took me years to accept the fact that they are a cultural phenomenon on some distant and bizarre island and then to work my sense of fashion propriety to accept that they are worn even here, in conservatively attired, thong-footed Oz! I think they took off at a real pace after Elvis donned one of them and the series Hawaii Five-O hit our TVs.
Still do not have the requisite fortitude to wear them: I fear I might cause someone else to dry retch!
As for presents!
I’m afraid our lot goes quite stupid with them, though we all say to each other “no presents this year. Just put some money in a card and I’ll give it to some charity.” It never happens! And I’m fairly certain that from today onwards, many of them will be return to the shops for refund or exchange…
Shameful about the gluttony, too but, not too much. Food has a way of loosening up the disposition and making people happy and with a shot of ouzo or retsina, they also become quite amorous! The trick is to know when too much of either is bad for both, the digestion as well as the amourousness!
Lovely story, Alge.
Have a cheery year!
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I’ll admit to wearing Hawaiin shirts on only very rare occasions. I think they’re up there with the Safari suit in a fashion sense. I was talking wioth a family member yesterday about being given a goat or a dunny somewhere, it was as if I was speaking swahili or something.
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Merry Christmas, Algernon, from one out-of-date-Hawaiin-shirt-wearer to another.
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Thank Big M and to yours. This group has been wearing from the start. Quite a sight on the ferry. Might even wear it to the test next week.
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Which one of you two nicked my Mambo shirt off the line, the one with red roses on YELLOW background….it was a size M, not XXL….
Good to see you writing , Alge!
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Not mine, mine was a nautica in rayon with wooden buttons.
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Alge, you must have loved that shirt; you even remember the WOODEN buttons…
We had a laugh today when I started to sort and cull my ear-ring collection…the little boys thought my African tribal ones were a hoot…Daughters bagged some silver Balinese stuff, “mum’s too old to wear those”, any excuse will do, when they want something of mine.
I shed a tear for a missing favorite, too old to wear ONLY one !
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Know what you mean Helvi. Saw a bloke at the shops the other day with his wife, He was about 65 with a “diamond” ear stud. Migh have looked better on his son.
As for the shirt, I only bought it a few weeks back, noted to wooden buttons when I put it away last week.
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Algy, FM bought me not one, but TWO Hawaiian shirts this Christmas in lovely polyester. Traditional palm-fringed golden sands – and also one with jauntily-angled martinis against a fire engine red background. These are very classy Lowes numbers and cost the princely sum of $12 each. (Aside – we bought FM one in black with a single run of hibiscus flowers down the front which goes very nicely with white 3/4 pedal pushers). All the go at parties – believe me !) Photos pending….
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Happy Christmas Algernon, and many Hawaiian shirts for the future.
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A Happy christmas to you Lehan. Only if I can get them 50% off.
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Cheers to you and family Algernon
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And to yours Hung
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