Christmas Eve in Cape Town
Every Christmas I swear “never again”!
- Never again will I leave my shopping until the last minute. Literally the last minute!
- Never again will I spend the holidays in Cape Town with family and screaming nieces and nephew and fighting siblings!
- Never again will I attend a Christmas or for that matter any function out of obligation.
Here we are again. I did everything I said I wouldn’t do!
The shops were not as full as other years, so shopping was at least bearable.
This morning while trying to stall the inevitable last minute trip to the mall across the road, I had one of my (scarce) brainwaves!
As if from the gods above I was struck by the idea to go get gift cards for each child. So that’s what I did. I got a gift card for each of the 5 children belonging to my brother, sister and friend.
Why had I not thought of this years ago and saved myself from the agony of pounding the pavements looking for the perfect gift for children who tossed it aside after 5 minutes so they could pummel each other?
As for Christmas lunch…I can’t escape it this year since my mother is overseas for 3 months, leaving the family feeling more fragile than usual.
Next year though while planning my escape from Christmas in Cape Town, I will have one less list to worry about. Gift cards it is!
