Going, Going...

  We have reached that stage in life where Christmas Morning means everyone gets to sleep in!  There are no boats to catch, nowhere to go, nothing to do ~ or at least, that was the general idea.  VM put a serious spoke in that wheel!

Redcliff puts on a Christmas Day bash for their *Disadvantaged*. Redcliffe is at least an hour away from the Bay but we have Christmas Day boats to negotiate as well ~ & the sort of parking shortage that makes people want to string our council from the nearest yardarm.  Cait, however, was keen to perform because there is serious, serious money involved & after her Christmas splurge her bank account was no longer looking as healthy as it had.

So we organised for her to get a lift with someone else ~ which meant she & I were up bright & early Christmas morning.  Cait does not do mornings.  She certainly doesn't do them well.  Her dysgraphia means she prefers someone else to do her hair ~ that someone being me ~ but make~up has to be done before she walks out the door & bra straps removed.

The end result was lovely.  Unlike her mother, Cait has the happy knack of being able to dress well & look stylish & chic with no effort.  Having practiced frantically for 2 days the texts are now coming through as they scrap song after song.  Yikes.  They never got a chance to practice together so goodness only knows....However, VM has the happy knack of lifting for a performance so I am sure once they are down to the wire they will sound professional & absolutely lovely!