SILENT NIGHT

Sorry for the silence, the Williams crew has been rather quiet. Sign of the season I guess, when work (NOT partying, we promise!! YES REALLY!!) takes over. We've been up to our ears between trying to pretend to be the keen workers (THAT WE ARE!!), have a lil' fun and plan the big ole Irish sojourn... Little progress is being made. Art is still stuck on Ta an aimsir fuar fliuch.... (and yes, according to the good ole Irish Times, the phrase is still very much relevant, because all the Irish ""weather is cold and wet"", with some snow (!!) though Pete insists that the snow is, much to Art's snow-deprived disappointment, not anywhere near Cork... Sigh) Still, given that, after the festive madness has died down, Art has decided she will invest in thermal-Everything. Because she realises she will die without it, even with Irish whiskey and sitting in the fireplace. (poor tropical baby). She is also investing in a couple of very thick books for her travels, because she intends to use them as weights in case anyone tries to drag her - in her thermals - from sitting in the fireplace. The books may burn, but she figures as long as they are crappy authors, she will be forgiven by the Gods of Fiction and Tropical Sanity). Pete (who has become a tropical baby himself), meanwhile, is preparing for the impending weather by leaving air conditioners on full-blast everyday and braving the balcony even when there is lightning. He will probably freeze anyway the poor (now) tropical B-, B-, (EVERYBODY NOW!) Boy. It is 20 days and counting... Singapore's temperamental december has never felt so good... even if lightning storms have killed at least two trees and one car in the neighbourhood. Anyhoos... as we come to the close of the 365, Happy Old Year...We hope 2005 was as brilliant for you as it was for us. We have a lot to be thankful for - a wonderful wedding, fabulous friendships, two phenomenal families, global-wide support, everlasting encouragement... And Macintosh. Here's to the impending countdown. Live (and re-live) the memories. They make the uncertain future make much more sense. Slainte. Pete & Art...