Two weeks ago I was driving in Alexandria and saw an Indian man dressed in a Santa suit, holding a sign advertising a discount Christmas decorations warehouse. He used his spare hand to wave enthusiastically at every car that drove past.
A bit further down Botany Road I saw another two Indian men doing exactly the same thing. Human signage always seems depressingly superfluous, but including waving as part of the job description was an especially demeaning touch.
A few days later I had an adorable car accident and I've been catching the old PT ever since. My bus to work on Friday (wow, I feel like i'm inhabiting someone else's life uttering that sentence) was a Christmas Bus. The driver wore a Santa hat, there were red and green balloons, snowman decals on the windows and a sexy slow version of 'Jingle Bells' played over the loudspeaker. Even the windsreen wipers were entwined in tinsel.
Perhaps i'm just being a little too Jewish/morose teenager about all this, but metallic just feels a little bleak at 8:20am on a rainy morning.
But I'm feeling a lot better since I made this
I hope Santagold brings you something good this year!