Christmas in Australia is such a different experience to what you read in all the stories and see in the movies growing up. There isn't a snowman in sight and the giant turkey is probably swapped out for a massive bowl of prawns.
This year we had the quintessential Australian Christmas, spending our day between the pool and the beach. Many beers were consumed, prawns were peeled and trifle was spooned into our already very full bellies.
It doesn't really get much better than this. Who needs a lousy snowman anyway?
