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Annie Reveals All About an Ozzie X-mas

Written by Jimmy

You can’t make this stuff up.  We’re at the villa, made famous by Mah Knees and have been joined by Annie, a 10 year old from oz, who told us all about Christmas in Sydney.

First, this is the way the Australians grow up thinking about Santa:

So we interviewed Annie about this topic and we think we sorted out the logistics of all this.

Q: Annie, please tell us about the Australian Santa Claus?

Annie:  He normally wears sandles and I’m not sure about the trousers but I know it is a short sleeved shirt.  All blue and red.  He has a beard and wears a hat.  The hat is khaki.   He uses kangaroos and a Ute to get around to all the houses.  A Ute is a normally dusty and rusty big van.

Q:  How does he then go from your hot city to all the cold cities up north?   Where does he change clothes?

Annie:  I’m pretty sure he does it in the back of his Ute. He exchanges the kangaroos for the reindeers somewhere at the last stop of the Australian visit.

Q:  Doesn’t the mean that the reindeer live all year in Australia, not the North Pole, where the stupid northerners think they live?

Annie: No, silly man.  They are shipped out from the North Pole to Santa’s last stop.  Probably the day before Christmas.

Q:  How do they avoid getting too hot?

Annie:  Oh, that’s a hard one.   They keep them inside the coolest place, probably underground, where it isn’t so hot.

Q: Anything else about an Australian Christmas?

Annie:  Well, most Christmases we open presents and after having a big lunch, if it is really hot, we go for a swim in the local swimming pool. And then we have a big feast after.  Since it is so hot, we don’t normally have warm stuff like a Turkey. We have a BBQ with saugauges and shrimps.   For dessert we have an Australian Pavlova – it is a kind of dried up whipped cream with fruit.  We hang stockings on the stair case.  We don’t do it on the fireplace because it is too hot and we don’t have  the fire running.   We also don’t sing Christmas songs about snow.  Stupid!  My favourite song is the Australian Christmas bells.

Here are the lyrics:

AUSTRALIAN JINGLE BELLS

Dashing through the bush,
in a rusty Holden Ute,
Kicking up the dust,
esky in the boot,
Kelpie by my side,
singing Christmas songs,
It’s Summer time and I am in
my singlet, shorts and thongs

Oh! Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way,
Christmas in Australia on a scorching summers day, Hey!
Jingle bells, jingle bells, Christmas time is beaut !,
Oh what fun it is to ride in a rusty Holden Ute.

Engine’s getting hot;
we dodge the kangaroos,
The swaggie climbs aboard,
he is welcome too.
All the family’s there,
sitting by the pool,
Christmas Day the Aussie way,
by the barbecue.

Oh! Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way,
Christmas in Australia on a scorching summers day, Hey!
Jingle bells, jingle bells, Christmas time is beaut!,
Oh what fun it is to ride in a rusty Holden Ute.

Come the afternoon,
Grandpa has a doze,
The kids and Uncle Bruce,
are swimming in their clothes.
The time comes ’round to go,
we take the family snap,
Pack the car and all shoot through,
before the washing up.

Oh! Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way,
Christmas in Australia on a scorching summers day, Hey!
Jingle bells, jingle bells, Christmas time is beaut!,
Oh what fun it is to ride in a rusty Holden Ute

That’s it. Thanks Annie.