This time last year, I was in Leeds with Dad drinking Australian wine at a chain pizza restaurant as we helped plan Grandma’s funeral.
Today, I baked Australian goods (hedgehog slice and ANZAC biscuits) for my colleagues and enjoyed a yum cha lunch to celebrate Chinese New Year/Burns Night/Australia Day/Indian Republic day with my Singaporean, Scottish, Australian and Indian colleagues (joined by our English, Kiwi, Israeli, Pakistani, Greek and Korean colleagues to).
Maybe next year I shall be at a BBQ, in the sun, listening to the Triple J Hottest 100 Countdown and having a cold beer.
Who knows – a year is a long time – but regardless, this day means something. Happy Australia Day readers