Every Christmas up until now I had spent it at home in the cold British winter with my immediate family. Some years were slightly different and there was the year that my sister was away over Christmas Day but I had always been at home. Christmas time had always meant cold weather and quality streets, Christmas movies and hot chocolates, a turkey roast and a day with my family. However, this year I was in New Zealand without my family and it was summer.

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