We all have our own little Christmas traditions.
For me, there are just three simple things that mark the beginning...
1. When my tree gets its annual fluff and adornment in November (no comments please).
2. The smell of the first mango and cherries of the season.
3. My annual Christmas feast.
Little did I know that 16 years ago within the walls of my Prahran apartment, six friends, copious amounts of bubbles and Madonna impersonations into the wee hours of the morning would mark the beginning of something special.
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