Christmas bells are ringing...

The Christmas decorations are up, have been duly photographed, and blogger is dutifully refusing to upload them, so you'll just have to wait. Ner.

The cats have been outdoing themselves in their assaults on the Christmas tree, regularly pulling bits of the silver chain down and a few decorations a day. We were woken up this morning by a loud game of Christmas bauble soccer which ranged all over the house and ended abruptly when the "ball" was confiscated. They have a lot to live up to; better not tell them that, in his youth, their uncle Oakley used to bring the whole tree down by launching himself at it from the nearest armchair, or that miss Sophie would climb to the top of the tree dislodging ornaments as she went until none remained.

In other news, Fi, Nat and I went to see Priscilla, Queen of the Desert: The Musical on Wednesday night. Ross was, unfortunately, not able to make it as his rehearsal went overtime. It was a great night, and great to be doing something different with the girls. We had great seats, close enough to spot the fluttering of a beaded lash. The show kept to the general storyline, but changed enough to keep you paying attention. They kept most of the best lines, and added a few comedic elements, lines and a lot of songs. Some changes seemed fairly pointless, for example The 'ABBA' obsession was replaced by Kylie (possibly a song rights issue), others were pretty good. The entire cast was brilliant, as were the costumes. Micheal Caton had only to walk on stage to get applause, and while you might not, at first, recognise the rest of the cast, they all had impressive resumes.

We all left with souvenirs; we all got a program, a handful of confetti which we were showered with as the three drag queens left Sydney, and ping pong balls, which were launched into the audience at the end of that scene - yes, they included it, and it was very well executed! The ping pong balls are bright pink and emblazoned with the words 'FOR EXTERNAL USE ONLY', and the silhouette of that shot from the movie when they climb Kings canyon [as Queens]; the one that's on the cover of the DVD. I also got a fitted white t-shirt, Nat got a shot glass and Fi got a cap.

Thursday was the boy's birthday. He had to work during the day but we went out for a nice dinner at an Indian resturant. We were going to go for a walk afterwards but fell in a heap instead.