So there we go. Another year over. As is my way, here is a summary of how things went - at least the bits I was prepared to put in the annual Christmas letter. The other bits I will save up for my psychiatrist - no really ...
Susan
Is rightly proud to have notched up 20 years working at QUT – bring on long service leave next year
Was most happy with the results having finally got around to installing solar panels and a new kitchen
Thought a lot about shit – having ulcerative colitis does that to a person
Spent countless hours helping move her elderly next door neighbour into a nursing home
Invested more time than strictly necessary listening to true crime podcasts
Stunned everyone by taking up singing lessons
Developed a taste for Lite n Easy diet food
Said “I need a new job” rather a lot
Charles
Is rightly proud to be a director of Moore Stephens – bring on visits to many of the offices in the 110 countries worldwide
Was most happy with the results having finally got around to facilitating the Commonwealth Games Bridge Championships
Listened to a lot of shit – talking to treasury officials does that to a person
Spent countless hours being ferried around the city in Ubers
Invested more time than strictly necessary searching Amazon for coloured jeans
Stunned everyone by signing up to the Brisbane city scooter hire scheme
Developed a taste for rum and coke
Said “did you actually proof read that document?” rather a lot
Oliver
Is rightly proud to have finished his second year at uni with a grade point 5.87 (out of 7) – bring on graduation next year
Was most happy with the results having finally got around to entering a script in the 2019 Anywhere Theatre Festival
Thought a lot about Brechtian shit – being a drama student does that to a person
Spent countless hours in his bedroom with the door closed
Invested more time than strictly necessary procrastinating over uni assignments
Stunned everyone when he started singing for nursing home residents
Developed a taste for Vodka Cruisers
Said “is she single?” rather a lot
Rumple and Winkle
Are rightly proud to have become the darlings of the nursing home during regular visits – bring on the treats
Were most happy with the results having finally got around to posing for a professional dog photographer
Thought a lot about shit – sniffing all the bums at the dog park does that to you
Spent countless hours lying around on the bed looking adorable
Invested more time than strictly necessary planning ways to get into next door’s chicken coup
Stunned everyone by actually catching a chicken (almost)
Developed a taste for playing with squeaky rubber chicken toys
Said “let sleeping dogs lie” rather a lot
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