Oh my god, if it was ever 38 degrees here I think I'd die.
Yeah, this is why I could never, ever move to Australia, ever. Or maybe Sydney, but still.
Mm, Christmas on the beach... we don't want no holly, or no mistletoe/we don't want no christmas trees or artificial snow/ We don't want no snowman made of cotton wool/ We're not a bunch of fools!
Christmas on the beach, Christmas on the beach, Pack your picnic hamper up, we're gonna have a feast/Underneath the huge Pohutukawa tree/Christmas on the beach....
Yes, okay, so I really do love my country a little much. We don't do Christmas on the beach, but we go up to the beach for the week following- we used to do the beach thing at a friend's house, but then her son died and it kind of broke her heart. So now we just stay home and count blessings.
Yeah, this is why I could never, ever move to Australia, ever. Or maybe Sydney, but still.
Mm, Christmas on the beach... we don't want no holly, or no mistletoe/we don't want no christmas trees or artificial snow/ We don't want no snowman made of cotton wool/ We're not a bunch of fools!
Christmas on the beach, Christmas on the beach, Pack your picnic hamper up, we're gonna have a feast/Underneath the huge Pohutukawa tree/Christmas on the beach....
Yes, okay, so I really do love my country a little much. We don't do Christmas on the beach, but we go up to the beach for the week following- we used to do the beach thing at a friend's house, but then her son died and it kind of broke her heart. So now we just stay home and count blessings.
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