Forget wrapping presents; it's all about packing my sailing bag.
There is no boozey Chrissie breakfast; it's an OJ for me.
And so far as "Merry Christmas" wishes go; well they've been completely out numbered by "good-luck for the big race" wishes!
It's one more sleep til the S2H.
Excitement and nerves are absolutely fever pitch.
I have a one way ticket outta Tas;
I know that after I fly out, that the next time I will see Tassie's gorgeous water-ways will be when we arrive home; passing the Rolex finishing line buoys at Castray Esplanade aboard YuuZoo! I have goose-bumps just thinking about Hobart's famous warm welcome to all the salty-sailors!
Merry Chrissie! D.
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