I love this photo so much. My entire childhood holidays boil down to this tree. I’ve told the story so many times to so many people in my life over the years that my grandma had this huge tree in the backyard. We used to climb up every summer when we were in Sydney for Christmas in Turramurra. We would literally spend our entire holiday while we’re at Grandma‘s house climbing that tree I just used to describe it as a huge Christmas tree that was about four or five stories high. It seemed ginormous to us as kids. As I got older, I did think back and wonder whether that tree was as big as we thought it was, I started thinking it was probably only Maybe the height of the house or a little bit taller even when our cousins came over we would we would all climb the tree together. Sometimes we’d get stuck. Sometimes we sit up there for hours just chatting. Dad found this photo recently when he was cleaning out the factories and sent it to me. If you look really closely, you can see Pol and I in the middle of the tree. I think our memories were correct. This tree was ginormous.
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