If
you are reading this that means you've made it onto the Stockley Family
Christmas Card list! Congratulations- if you are not reading this but you have
in the past then as Heidi Klumm says: "You're out".
I
wanted to start this letter with a bunch of absolute balderdash about
recovering addictions, teen pregnancies, sex change operations, and child slave
trade dealings- but then I remembered my Nana reads this (Hi Nana- just jokes
ok?)
All
this preamble is necessary because to be honest we've had a pretty average
year. Lets do the standard run down shall we?
Les: Goes to work, comes home.
Occasionally flies RC Gliders, looks longingly at golf clubs. Spends many hours
being awesome Dad and husband.
Gypsy: Stays home. Goes out, buys
Milk and Bread. Looks angrily at space that should be scrapbooking area but
covered in early childhood resources and items that have been aesthetically
adjusted by one year old and now require repair.
Kieran: Boy wonder blah, blah,
blah. Begs a ride to school (too hot, too cold, too wet, too tired, too late).
Plays Hockey- Wins. Looks at: Computer, iPod, TV, - laughs. Looks at: Wii, PS2,
3DS, basketball, rugby, Olympics- curses. Turns 15- shit!? (sorry Nana)
sugar!?
Saskia: Angel wonder blah blah
blah. Most well behaved Teenager ever or should that be Teen-angel? Slightly
confused on her annual June 8th Balloon delivery due to Westerly
aspect of origin.
Merenia: Girl wonder blah, blah,
blah -into extension programme (at high school in 2014: WA==Wait A while) Plays Netball- loses. Principals Challenge =100%%!! Turns 12- ahhhhh puberty.
(Enough said?)
Will aka Scott Tracey ala
Thunderbirds, Nigel Marvin ala Prehistoric
Park, Dr Who and various
others ala Doctor Who: Boy wonder blah blah blah. Went to Kindy, was over
kindy. Quit Kindy- now a school drop out hanging at home and mooching off his
parents (true story).
Tama: Baby wonder blah walking
blah talking blah running blah climbing blah falling blah hospital admissions
blah arm in sling blah blah blah. Funny, destructive, cute, noisy, sweet,
occasionally violent, butter wouldn't melt..., naughty, charming, Tama.
So
in case you missed it we live in Western
Australia now and have done for over a year. Whilst
in Auckland we
had four seasons in one day, in WA you get: a year. No seasons. There's this
bit at the start and end of each year where it's pretty darn hot, the grass is
brown and the trees are green. Then there's a bit where it's less hot the grass
starts getting green and the trees are green. Then there's this bit where delusional
people locals say it's cold (that'd make you laugh Nana- coming from Dunedin) but it's not
really. Trees and grass=- green! Then
it's a bit warmer again, the trees and grass are green and every thing else is
amazing! Spring is the absolute best
season in WA which is known for it's wild flowers. WA also enjoys it's
extremes: We have extreme: isolation, wind, electrical storms, sunsets,
bureaucracy, bushfires, wake-ups (4am sunrise!), highways, spiders, machinery,
traffic, heat and extreme Australians (seriously).
Theese
seection of the Neuwsleeter is wreetin in austrine for the beenefit of our noo
austrine freends.
And
that is enough of that!
This
year we have not: seen a snake,
travelled enough, worn thongs or swimmers, slept under a doona, eaten sweet
potato, had fush n' chups, or heard nearly enough sheep jokes.
This
year we have: seen a lizard, 4 red back spiders, travelled a little, worn togs
and jandals, occasionally slept under a duvet, eaten kumara and told the odd
joke about kangaroos and XXXX beer. Because we are rebels like that.
Unfortunately
due to the current racial climate in this country that may all have to change
because you know the new saying for the old term FIFO == Fit in or 'fudge' off (see Nana I'm learning).
Next
year we hope to: not see a snake, travel more, win the lotto, take a visit to
NZ, play more, work less, have Starbucks, see more of our friends, swim, own
shares in the power company that supplies our air-conditioning.
Next
year we will probably: not see a snake, not travel too much more, not win the
lotto, not take a visit to NZ, not play more, not work less, not have
Starbucks, not see more of our (old) friends, swim, not own shares in the power
company that supplies our air-conditioning, and Miss YOU.
In all seriousness, just joking- why start now
we're almost at the end!
Hey-
we're doin' ok. It was really a settling-in year and next year should be bigger
brighter and better. If you made it to 'the list' we must miss you. So feel
free to drop us a line some time or give us a call and catch-up, or come over-
we can kick Kieran out of his room for you!
We're wishing you and yours a bigger brighter year too- or if you'd
rather something healthy, calm and sensible. Lots of love from The Stockley's:
Les, Gypsy, Kieran, Saskia, Merenia, Scotty- Nigel-Doctor-Dalek Caan-
Will and Oi stop- hey you- NO- ouch-Tama
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