As I sat outside writing Christmas cards in the warmth of the sun this morning. It felt like a very pleasant, relaxing, yet truly bizarre experience.
Never before have I written them without being inside a house (or a boat) with the central heating on full blast…
Writing them in a different language other than English is also a first…
Having to write ENGLAND under house addresses was another one, wry smile…
Last year I wrote them all out before we came here, and sent them early. This year I can tell a very different story about it!
Later on, we wrapped LED Christmas lights all around the balustrades on the front terrace. They look awesome amidst exotica. Who needs Christmas trees when there’s a permanent variety of palm trees to play with…?
