Not only was this to be my first Christmas in Australia, but also my first Christmas without the Vincents. But I busied my mind with the upcoming novelty of sunshine, beaches and prawns. And, deep down, I knew that The Girl’s family would look after me and make me feel very welcome. It would be fine. I would have a great time. That was until the 23 December – the day I learnt that the Christmas parcel my family sent had either been lost / sent back to the UK….
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