Last night I went with the family to the local carols night
at the golf club and it was people watching bliss and pandemonium, it was like
watching one of those ant farms that has been cut down the middle so that you
can see the inside. Hundreds and hundreds of kids of all ages running around
like they had found out it was the end of the world and at the same moment they had
been injected with a lethal mixture of lollies, chocolate and red cordial.

Also the sand pit things at the golf course were the hit of
the night, kids were going wild in them, running up and down the sides like it
was a skate bored ramp, filling their shoes with sand, making sand angels
(welcome to Christmas in Australia) and putting sand on the faces of their
mothers who would look at them in a serious way like “if you weren’t so damn
cute you know I would have drowned you in the bath a long time ago.”
Oh and then the best part! They finally got to the stage of
the night where the “Special Guest” was about to arrive (I love it when the
announce it like that because the older kids who are like 9 years old tell
everyone that they know it is Santa because they are older now and can no longer
be fooled). From the far back of the golf course Santa is being driven in on a
golf buggy and then the first kids see him and start running, and then the
other kids see those kids running and it catches their eye and they bolt too
and within a minuet hundreds of kids are running like a tsunami is lapping at
their heals towards this poor guy. I have no idea how he didn’t even run over one
kid that night.
As we were about to leave the host announced: “And I would
like to say thank you to all those parents who helped us out when Santa arrived
making it so much safer than last year.” I have no idea what happened the
previous year but man do I wish I had been there!
Haha! This is great...I give props to Santa. Srsly, that must have been one nerve-wracking trip in the golf cart.
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