This isn't intended as an Australian thread, nor as a giant piss and moan about anything, but the strange otherness of it all, and the feeling - not a bad one - that it will not change.
Here goes.
Christmas in hot weather. I didn't realise, until I got here, how I was cued by the climate about Christmas. I'd always bad-temperedly put it down to overload on pre-Christmas advertising, but, while such ads are WAY less obtrusive than in the UK, I still find that it creeps up on me as it never did before. By this time in the UK I had all my pressie shopping done; here I'm, like, as DS would say, WHAAAAT?
I can do the Christmas Day stuff, but all the prep time just passes me by.