An Island Off an Island

Our first Tasmanian Christmas began in earnest last week when we were invited to the Dennes Point resident’s festive get together – what was described to us as the traditional get together for those who live here before the chaos of holiday crowds. We were instructed to bring a plate to share and something to drink.

In what we’re coming to realise is true Bruny style, the weather had turned cool and rain was predicted so any consideration of a party dress went out the window and it was again jeans and sneakers. Thank heaven I have invested heavily in Converse and Vans in multiple colours!

Marcus has reported previously on the great salmon escape of 2021 and a consequence of this was an abundance of home smoked salmon on the party table. I opted for Bill Granger’s cheat’s version of sausage rolls.

Thankfully the boxes (and boxes) of Christmas decorations were clearly labelled and so the tree was erected and select items were put on display. As is becoming the norm we look at each other and mutter ‘we should have culled more!’. Thankfully Ruby is oblivious to the tree and it remains intact with minimal tail damage incurred.

What’s Christmas without family and friends and we are lucky to be sharing the celebrations this year with Marcus’s sister Beverley who flew in from Orange, and our dear friend Regina who arrived from Bendigo. I made the easy drive to Hobart airport to collect them and watched and listened with delight as they observed our new locale on the way home. Many ferry photos followed!

We arrived back at # 87 to find Marcus hanging curtain lights from the balcony. I wouldn’t like to lay bets on it but I think we might be the only house in Dennes Point with a slightly Griswold effect. It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas!