2017 Christmas Extravaganza featuring Leesa Bow
‘I’m dreaming of a white Christmas’
Living in Australia is the opposite of what our northern friends experience at Christmas. Most years the only thing I dream about is swimming in a pool or at the beach to cool down.
But the weather never dampens our spirit.
I love spending Christmas with family, and now watching my grandchildren open presents with such joy on their face.
Christmas for me as a child meant travelling to Adelaide from Broken Hill when the mines shut down for the holidays, and spending four weeks in a tent at a ‘camp’ in Semaphore.
It was hot yet the weather didn’t bother us, and neither did the lack of space in a small one-roomed tent. I often wonder how my parents hid the presents in the boot of the car for days on end, and waiting for Christmas Eve with the hundreds of other tent goers to bring out all the presents from the cars to the tents. The sound of a hundred zippers surely woke some children.
We soon upgraded to travelling to Adelaide and staying in apartments with family friends, and then in later years to caravan parks. One of my favourite parks is the West Beach Caravan Park in Adelaide on the esplanade. For many years as a teenager summer holidays were about swimming in the ocean, and meeting many new friends from around the country. Some I remain friends with to this day.
Holidays with my family taught me to embrace new people, find new friends, and never judge. My parents’ caravan door was open to everyone, and my mother served food to with whom I made friend, and invited to the van for her to meet.
Often it was someone new everyday.
I’m saddened by the younger generation walking around with earphones in and staring at their phones, ignore people as they go about their day, and missing out on opportunities to meet new friends. Their world is the screen, and not the beautiful people surrounding them. I love technology but not enough to be oblivious to what’s happening around me.
One of my favourite things about Christmas is listening to our family reminisce and tell stories, especially my parents. They always have the best tales to tell.
Ava Walters never expected her ex-boyfriend and Indian superstar cricketer to walk into her restaurant six years after she left him. The break up almost ruined her but she refused to deny him his dream of playing International cricket for Australia. With her life on track as co owner of a fashionable restaurant, and supporting her five year old son alone, Ava cannot risk falling for his charm a second time.
After the initial shock of seeing her again, Jardine Kumble is determined to win Ava back. His gut tells him it’s more than ‘playing hard to get’ and he intends to get answers to why she is pushing him away…