O Christmas bush
O Christmas bush
O Cerapetalum apetalum
In New South Wales at Christmas time
You come out in December heat
O Christmas bush
O Christmas bush
O Cerapetalum apetalum
With petals red and orange too
Only after pollination
O Christmas bush
O Christmas bush
O Cerapetalum apetalum
There's also Cerapetalum gummiferum which is the same until you get up close and see the leaves are arranged differently. And the gummiferum is pretty tall and "during World War II it provided the butts for all rifles made in Australia". Huh.
Off to my fourth Christmas party this week this arvo. May not survive. Normally I avoid office parties like the fucking plague but I called in a lot of favours this year and the payback is showing up as stand-in date. The next person to offer me a mince pie is dead.
Local linkage
Bike bunnies do Umina
Dickhead factor rockets during school holidays
Woy Woy as was
Love the photos and stories of old Woy Woy in the local rag. Woy Woy Steve is back writing them again and Fred Landman and Keith Whitfield are regulars and I've got one from June 2009 by Bruce Richards.
Sometimes the old buildings they talk about, old cinemas and milk bars and so forth, are gone now and sometimes they're just re-invented but I can usually see where they were or their remnants are. Adds a whole new depth to my walkies to have personal histories tied to the streets and buildings of my town.
Keep writing, guys.
Christmas story re-visited
How the angel got on top of the tree (click 'n' scroll)
Want my thingy in yer whatsit?
I'm off for Xmas. Off away from the madding crowd to a place where the bush turkeys roam free.
I'll be back ab-o-u-t ... Let's call it mid January. The 16th. Yeah.
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Have yerselves a merry little Xmas.
* Filking ain't really dirty. I mentioned it to a Dear Old Thing one day and she reacted like it was a very naughty swear-word and now when I say it I get a naughty little thrill. It's that thing where you replace some or all of the words of an existing tune with your own words, like I did with Oh Christmas Tree. Go filk yerself (with links).