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I’ll be Home on Christmas Day

 

I left home when I was 18, but still went home every Christmas.

I left England when I was 21. In the following years, before my parents both died, I was only “Home on Christmas Day” three times.

Though I made my own family Christmases here in South Africa, it is just not the same, celebrating Christmas in a very hot country, in the middle of summer.

Christmas will always feel a little sad to me.

So here is Elvis to sing it like it is.

Wishing those of you who celebrate it;

Merry Christmas;

and those of you who do not;

Happy Holidays. 

And sparing a thought for those who are lonely or sad at this time of year and sending you a Sunbeam!

 

post script: In the spirit of re-using last year’s Christmas wrapping paper, I am re-cycling last year’s Christmas post; because you can’t say it any better than Elvis.

Traditions fall away or are no longer viable (you can’t build a snowman without snow) so you have to start new ones. This is the fifth time I have recycled this post and it is now my new tradition. My Old Faithful (followers) will no doubt remember this post and join in the tradition.

 

If you have trouble watching this video, you could try here Elvis 1,  Elvis 2, or Elvis 3, or just search on YouTube for “Elvis, I’ll be home on Christmas Day.” It is worth the effort to hear Elvis singing this lovely song.

 

I Shall Be Home on Christmas Day

I left home when I was 18, but still went home every Christmas.

I left England when I was 21. In the following years, before my parents both died, I was only “Home on Christmas Day” three times.

Though I made my own family Christmases here in South Africa, it is just not the same, celebrating Christmas in a very hot country, in the middle of summer.

Christmas will always feel a little sad to me.

So here is Elvis to sing it like it is.

Wishing those of you who celebrate it;

Merry Christmas;

and those of you who do not;

Happy Holidays. 

And sparing a thought for those who are lonely or sad at this time of year and sending you a Sunbeam!

 

post script: In the spirit of re-using last year’s Christmas wrapping paper, I am re-cycling last year’s Christmas post; because you can’t say it any better than Elvis.

Traditions fall away or are no longer viable (you can’t build a snowman without snow) so you have to start new ones. This is the fourth time I have recycled this post and it is now my new tradition. My Old Faithful (followers) will no doubt remember this post and join in the tradition.

 

If you have trouble trying to watch this video, you could try here Elvis 1,  Elvis 2, or Elvis 3, or else just search on YouTube for “Elvis, I’ll be home on Christmas Day.” It is worth the effort to hear Elvis singing this lovely song.

 

I’ll Be Home on Christmas Day Again

I left home when I was 18, but still went home every Christmas.

I left England when I was 21. In the following years, before my parents both died, I was only “Home on Christmas Day” three times.

Though I made my own family Christmases here in South Africa, it is just not the same, celebrating Christmas in a very hot country, in the middle of summer.

Christmas will always feel a little sad to me.

So here is Elvis to sing it like it is.

Wishing those of you who celebrate it;

Merry Christmas;

and those of you who do not;

Happy Holidays. 

And sparing a thought for those who are lonely or sad at this time of year and sending you a Sunbeam!

 

post script: In the spirit of re-using last year’s Christmas wrapping paper, I am re-cycling last year’s Christmas post; because you can’t say it any better than Elvis.

Traditions fall away or are no longer viable (you can’t build a snowman without snow) so you have to start new ones. This is the third time I have recycled this post and it is now my new tradition. My Old Faithful (followers) will no doubt remember this post and join in the tradition.

 

If you have trouble trying to watch this video, you could try here Elvis 1,  Elvis 2, or Elvis 3, or else just search on YouTube for “Elvis, I’ll be home on Christmas Day.” It is worth the effort to hear Elvis singing this lovely song.

 

I’ll Be Home Again on Christmas Day

I left home when I was 18, but still went home every Christmas.

I left England when I was 21. In the following years, before my parents both died, I was only “Home on Christmas Day” three times.

Though I made my own family Christmases here in South Africa, it is just not the same, celebrating Christmas in a very hot country, in the middle of summer.

Christmas will always feel a little sad to me.

So here is Elvis to sing it like it is.

Wishing those of you who celebrate it;

Merry Christmas;

and those of you who do not;

Happy Holidays. 

And sparing a thought for those who are lonely or sad at this time of year and sending you a Sunbeam!

 

post script: In the spirit of re-using last year’s Christmas wrapping paper, I am re-cycling last year’s Christmas post; because you can’t say it any better than Elvis.

Traditions fall away or are no longer viable, (you can’t build a snowman without snow); so you have to start new ones. This is the second time I have recycled this post and it is now my new tradition. 

If you have trouble trying to watch this video, you could try here Elvis 1,  Elvis 2, or Elvis 3, or else just search on YouTube for “Elvis, I’ll be home on Christmas Day.” It is worth the effort to hear Elvis singing this lovely song.

 

I’ll Still be Home on Christmas Day

I left home when I was 18, but still went home every Christmas.

I left England when I was 21. In the following years, before my parents both died, I was only “Home on Christmas Day” three times.

Though I made my own family Christmases here in South Africa, it is just not the same, celebrating Christmas in a very hot country, in the middle of summer.

Christmas will always feel a little sad to me.

So here is Elvis to sing it like it is.

 

Wishing those of you who celebrate it;

Merry Christmas;

and those of you who do not;

Happy Holidays. 

And sparing a thought for those who are lonely or sad at this time of year and sending you a Sunbeam!

 

 

post script: In the spirit of re-using last year’s Christmas wrapping paper, I am re-cycling last year’s Christmas post; because you can’t say it any better than Elvis. This is the first post I have ever recycled. I think I shall do this every Christmas, and start a new tradition. 

 

I’ll Be Home On Christmas Day

 

I left home when I was 18, but still went home every Christmas.

I left England when I was 21. In the following years, before my parents both died, I was only “Home on Christmas Day” three times.

Though I made my own family Christmases here in South Africa, it is just not the same, celebrating Christmas in a very hot country, in the middle of summer.

Christmas will always feel a bit sad to me.

So here is Elvis to sing it like it is.

 

I’m taking a few days break now, so will see you next week.

Wishing those of you who celebrate it;

Merry Christmas;

and those of you who do not;

Happy Holidays. 

And sparing a thought for those who are lonely or sad at this time of year and sending you a Sunbeam!

 

Talkin’ ‘Bout My Girls

Sea Turtle

Sea Turtle

My younger daughter (carrying her sister’s luggage) shares a special moment with a giant sea turtle (photographic display, not real) at Cape Town International airport.

To fit the turtle in the frame I had to back up right across the corridor. After a moment I noticed a young lady had politely stopped pushing her trolley, to allow me to take the picture. Behind her, and backing up down the passage, were lots of other passengers with their luggage; all stopped for a moment to let me get the shot!

We were all very pleasantly surprised by this act of consideration.

Arrival

Arrival

After surviving the chaos that is Heathrow, followed by a twelve hour flight, my older daughter arrived at the airport yesterday morning, still smiling.

Giant Chair

Giant Chair

There used to be a life-sized bronze statue of an African elephant at the airport. It was lovely to take your photo next to it. (I think it is now at the Waterfront?) Now there is this giant chair.

Take a Seat

Take a Seat

The instructions say “Take a Seat” – which I would have loved to, but there are no steps up to it, and I fear my ‘shimmying-up-poles-days’ are over!

My girls are my sunshine on a cloudy day. To listen to a blast from the past try My Girl recorded by the Temptations in 1964.