Xmas Day
So, it was Xmas morning and Matthew was still asleep on the pillow next to me.
What to do?
Hey Matt, I have to do the Xmas thing, time to go.
But, we’d been having such a good time.
And I didn’t really want to be that guy who takes his trade to Xmas lunch, but what else was I going to do?
What am I thinking, he probably has family of his own with whom he has to spend the day?
I gave him a shake. Xmas day was at Granma Lilly’s in Kyneton, which was quite a drive, so I was guessing I needed to sort this out sooner than later.
“Good morning,” said Matthew. He had one eye open and one eye closed.
“Good morning.”
“Happy Xmas,” said Matthew.
“Yes, ho, ho, ho…”
“Are you calling me a ho?”
“You were last night.”
Matt rolled over and put his hands behind his head. “I feel really good.”
“You shouldn’t.”
“Hey, do you have anything you have to do?” asked Matthew.
“I’ve got Xmas with my family at my grans house,” I said. “What about you?”
“My parents on a cruise, and my brother is in Queensland, it is just me this year.”
“Oh, in that case, do you want to come with me?”
“Yes.”
We were a bit raggy, as well could be expected. We really hadn’t had much sleep before this. Xmas day coming down, all gay boys should do it.
So, it was lunch with my grandmother and and my family in the country at grandma’s house. It was the first time Matthew met my family, of course. He didn't even seem to be nervous.
I hate that first time you meet ‘the family’ thing, well, perhaps, not hate, but I am certainly nervous before hand. I think I have always had low self esteem... or something.
Anyway, my grandma had enough Santa hats for everyone to wear, my only question was who has an infinite number of red pointy hats trimmed in white fur? Apparently, my grandmother. I could get mine to stand up like a giant red cone. It is a skill.
Funny old families, everyone's got one, for better, or for worse. I like mine.
Daniel arrived late, but had presents.
“Nice show,” I said to Daniel.
“I didn’t get you one,” said Daniel. “Or Matthew, I didn’t know.”
“You knew I’d be here.”
Daniel grabbed me in a headlock and said, “Every day is Xmas living with me.”
Amanda made approving glances about Matt, from the other side of the dining table, as she passed around the veg.
“He’s nice,” whispered Amanda.
“He is.”
“How long have you known him?
“Oh, a while.”
“Is there anything serious?” asked Amanda. “Despite his age?”
“Oh, you know…”
“No Josh, I don’t know.”
“We’ve had a thing, he just happened to be asleep on the next pillow when I woke up this morning, so I bought him with me.”
“Well, he’s nice,” said Amanda. “A lawyer, did you meet him at work?”
“No,” I said. “I met him at a bar.”
Amanda scrunched up her face, I am not really sure why.
I got a Leung book, and some Danish biscuits and Matthew got chocolates, although, how they had that wrapped for him I’ll never know.
“Oh, I always come with spares, Josh, it’s called good housekeeping.”
“Obsessive shopping, more like it.”
“You could learn something,” said Amanda. “You came empty handed, yet again.”
The food was good, the usual fare, it's something you can rely on in life, one of the few. Death. Taxes. Good times. And your grandmother’s cooking.
We had a walk around the farm. Then we all snoozed in the armchairs.
Then it was back home and off to the airport for a plane ride to NSW. The hinterland in northern NSW.
The plane took off and I opened my obligatory car mag and started to read. Two hours, I thought. Yay. I had felt tired earlier before we left for the airport. So, I lay the magazine down and the next thing I heard was, blah, blah, blah blah, blah, blah, we are now preparing for our decent, please put you seats to their upright position. It’s a skill. Lovely.
Jed picked us up from the Gold Coast Airport. “Welcome,” he said. He was clearly very excited that we had come.
“Jed, this is Matthew.”
“Well, aren’t you the most handsome thing I have ever seen.”
“Thing?” I questioned.
“Oh, Josh, you know what I mean,” said Jed. “Come on, let's go.”
What to do?
Hey Matt, I have to do the Xmas thing, time to go.
But, we’d been having such a good time.
And I didn’t really want to be that guy who takes his trade to Xmas lunch, but what else was I going to do?
What am I thinking, he probably has family of his own with whom he has to spend the day?
I gave him a shake. Xmas day was at Granma Lilly’s in Kyneton, which was quite a drive, so I was guessing I needed to sort this out sooner than later.
“Good morning,” said Matthew. He had one eye open and one eye closed.
“Good morning.”
“Happy Xmas,” said Matthew.
“Yes, ho, ho, ho…”
“Are you calling me a ho?”
“You were last night.”
Matt rolled over and put his hands behind his head. “I feel really good.”
“You shouldn’t.”
“Hey, do you have anything you have to do?” asked Matthew.
“I’ve got Xmas with my family at my grans house,” I said. “What about you?”
“My parents on a cruise, and my brother is in Queensland, it is just me this year.”
“Oh, in that case, do you want to come with me?”
“Yes.”
We were a bit raggy, as well could be expected. We really hadn’t had much sleep before this. Xmas day coming down, all gay boys should do it.
So, it was lunch with my grandmother and and my family in the country at grandma’s house. It was the first time Matthew met my family, of course. He didn't even seem to be nervous.
I hate that first time you meet ‘the family’ thing, well, perhaps, not hate, but I am certainly nervous before hand. I think I have always had low self esteem... or something.
Anyway, my grandma had enough Santa hats for everyone to wear, my only question was who has an infinite number of red pointy hats trimmed in white fur? Apparently, my grandmother. I could get mine to stand up like a giant red cone. It is a skill.
Funny old families, everyone's got one, for better, or for worse. I like mine.
Daniel arrived late, but had presents.
“Nice show,” I said to Daniel.
“I didn’t get you one,” said Daniel. “Or Matthew, I didn’t know.”
“You knew I’d be here.”
Daniel grabbed me in a headlock and said, “Every day is Xmas living with me.”
Amanda made approving glances about Matt, from the other side of the dining table, as she passed around the veg.
“He’s nice,” whispered Amanda.
“He is.”
“How long have you known him?
“Oh, a while.”
“Is there anything serious?” asked Amanda. “Despite his age?”
“Oh, you know…”
“No Josh, I don’t know.”
“We’ve had a thing, he just happened to be asleep on the next pillow when I woke up this morning, so I bought him with me.”
“Well, he’s nice,” said Amanda. “A lawyer, did you meet him at work?”
“No,” I said. “I met him at a bar.”
Amanda scrunched up her face, I am not really sure why.
I got a Leung book, and some Danish biscuits and Matthew got chocolates, although, how they had that wrapped for him I’ll never know.
“Oh, I always come with spares, Josh, it’s called good housekeeping.”
“Obsessive shopping, more like it.”
“You could learn something,” said Amanda. “You came empty handed, yet again.”
The food was good, the usual fare, it's something you can rely on in life, one of the few. Death. Taxes. Good times. And your grandmother’s cooking.
We had a walk around the farm. Then we all snoozed in the armchairs.
Then it was back home and off to the airport for a plane ride to NSW. The hinterland in northern NSW.
The plane took off and I opened my obligatory car mag and started to read. Two hours, I thought. Yay. I had felt tired earlier before we left for the airport. So, I lay the magazine down and the next thing I heard was, blah, blah, blah blah, blah, blah, we are now preparing for our decent, please put you seats to their upright position. It’s a skill. Lovely.
Jed picked us up from the Gold Coast Airport. “Welcome,” he said. He was clearly very excited that we had come.
“Jed, this is Matthew.”
“Well, aren’t you the most handsome thing I have ever seen.”
“Thing?” I questioned.
“Oh, Josh, you know what I mean,” said Jed. “Come on, let's go.”
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