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Another letter to Poppy


We had Christmas yesterday, in Tasmania. It was cold, although it is summer here. Today is not so bad, around 60, but it has been getting down into the 40's at night. We had a fire going yesterday but it was really too hot to have one.

Maeghan and William got their new bikes and have been riding them ever since, except when William is begging to play his new Wii game. Almost everyone got a new Wii game, so there is a line to be the next one to play. Since today starts the big Boxing day cricket test match, the TV is taken. The matches last for 5 days, I know it sounds like a silly game to go for 5 days but that is at the Test level. There are other versions, mostly created to get Americans interested, that only last a day and in the case of 20/20 cricket, it only lasts about two hours, but you see how well that has gone over for Americans. It is big in India, it is the national sport over there, so most of the money for the short game comes from over there.

We are planning on going camping after the first of the year, for ten nights total. Hopefully, it will be warmer, or at least not raining, but there is little hope for either happening. We are going up to the north east of Tasmania for four nights, then over to the west of Tasmania for three nights. Then we come back to the south and go to Bruny Island for three more nights. It should be fun. Tasmania is about the size of Texas, maybe a bit smaller, so it takes about four hours to drive across each time we go someplace new. We might take a short day trip next week to Port Author in the south east of Tasmania. It is famous for something but I am not sure what. It was a prison for the criminals that England sent over here long ago but I think it was changed to something else at some point. It is about three hours away and cost money to get into, so we will decide if it is worth it next week.

Hope you are all doing well. We are all OK. Maeghan and William are having lots of fun running around and playing with the dogs and their cousins next door. They can't ride their bikes around here, so we have to take them to the park each day, but they have other things to do.

Tell everyone one we love them and miss them and wish we could be there. Maybe some year, we will make it over for Christmas.

I love you.