In the month before Christmas, there is an inexpensive meal of rice pudding and bacon rolls in a crowded church basement where I discuss gospel music with friends.
There is a meal of burgers and beer in a colourful, mock-Australian restaurant with equally colourful volleyball ladies.
There is a loud family party with birthday cake and teenagers who roll their eyes.
And there is a festive business lunch with men in suits and women in heels, with mentions of turnovers and quality control and expensive boats.
There are so many levels in my December life.
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