While many countries on the other side of the globe prepared for a white snow-covered Christmas, Perth’s skies were a baby blue, and a record heatwave was expected to arrive at the same time Santa did.
For me, a hot beachside Christmas is what I’m used to, and I sometimes envy the idea of a white Christmas. There is something special about the falling snow, a warm cup of hot chocolate around a fire, and the childhood excitement that Santa will soon land his sleigh on a snow-covered roof.
