We are not too sure if the reindeer can make it all the way to Groote Eylandt by the 25th—or if their flight will be banned, along with T.A.A.—so we had better wish you a happy new year as well.
We didn't know what to get someone who has everything, but thought that you might enjoy reading about America in case you get there in 1985. On the other hand, if you don't, you might like to swot up on the "Territory". One should always know the state one is in.
Back in Sunny Melbourne we are getting ready for the invasion. In all we will have 29 freeloaders for Christmas dinner. With a week still to go, the house is starting to look 'Christmassy', with lights in the golden ash tree (not the ulnas), the potted tree again in the lounge and half decorated, Christmas cards arriving each mail, petunias in full bloom, a large paper balloon with a Father Christmas and presents in the gondola—hanging in the family room. This last is an addition to our normal decorations, and was snapped up cheaply after Christmas last yet. We also have a gingerbread house in the lounge, as from today.
The Honeymooners (Graeme & B.) are planning to spend Christmas Eve with us, and will hang up their socks overnight on the off-chance that the old fellow will call.
About the only thing missing to make a perfect Christmas is you—but it's good to know that you will be down early in the new year.
Love
Mum & Dad
P.S. Our friendly gabos (not Greta) have left the usual card. Don't know what would happen this year if they don't receive a present. They would have trouble kicking in our new bins.