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Wow, what a night. Is it me or was it the Christmas party last night with its' feastings and warm alcoholic beverages? My head feels like been hit by a wooden plank and split open by a blunt axe.

»Rise and shine!«

Professor Sideburns, I think I should call him Claude now after some kind of drinking ritual last night, opens the curtains letting some far too bright sunlight in.

»Where are we?«

This hoarse voice cannot be mine.

»We are at Brompton Castle, my headquarters on the Christmas Island.«

»Christmas Island? Aren't we through with all this holiday stuff? And which Christmas Island are you talking about?«

»The one which is located in the Indian Ocean, around 350 kilometres or 220 miles south of Java and Sumatra and around 1550 kilometres or 960 miles north-west of the closest point on the Australian mainland. It lies 2600 kilometres or 1600 miles northwest of Perth and 1327 kilometres or 825 miles south of Singapore. Did you know that it is an Australian external territory and has an area of 135 square kilometres or 52 square-miles?«

He opens the windows wide letting in a fresh and kind of chilly breeze of air.

»Oh, how I love the smell of Flying Fish Cove in the morning.«

I am lying in a wooden bed under heavy duvets.

»And how did we get here? By subway?«

The llama takes a running jump on the bed making the mattress squeak.

»Eiderdown!« the animal shouts out.

»I don't think we came here by a subway train.«

Kylie is also in this bedroom.

»And I don't think we are on a tropical island in the Indian Ocean.«

That is Nigel speaking.

»In fact I can see some green grassed hills outside this so-called castle and lots of sheep. And some of the white dots between the animals seem to be rests of ice and snow.«

»It's summer on the Christmas Island!« the llama proclaims.

»Where are we, Claude?« I ask the professor.

The man sighs.

»Normal, we are somewhere normal.«

And I can only hope this is true.

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🎄🎄🎄🎄🕯🎄

🎄🎄🎄🎄🎄🕯

🎄🎄⛄🎄🎄🎁
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"Kurt vs Frasier (The Battle For Bromford)"

What do you think

Hitting the road

Leave it behind

Lighten the load

Full of mistakes

Make a new start

Pull up a crate

And empty your heart

Cross out Christmas

Cross out endless summers

Cross out high school dances

Cross out all the one hit wonders

And we'll cross out kisses

Cross out private numbers

Cross out teen romances

Cross our hearts and hope to die again but

Never forget my name (hey!)

Never erase the days

Of Kurt Cobain and Frasier Crane

Never forget my name (hey!)

Letting it wash away

With all last year's Bromford rain

What do you think

How do you know

When it is real

And when it's a show

Making the rent

Sending it home

Pack up the tent

Why should we go-go-go-go-go-go-go-go

Cross out Christmas

Cross out endless summers

Cross out high school dances

Cross out all the one hit wonders

And we'll cross out kisses

Cross out private numbers

Cross out teen romances

Cross our hearts and hope to die again but

Never forget my name (hey!)

Never erase the days

Of Kurt Cobain and Frasier Crane

Never forget my name (hey!)

Letting it wash away

With all last year's Bromford rain

Na na na na na na (hey!)

Na na na na na na

Na na na na na

Na na na na na na (hey!)

Na na na na na na

Na na na na na

Cross out Christmas

Cross out endless summers

Cross out high school dances

Cross out all the one hit wonders

And we'll cross out kisses

Cross out private numbers

Cross out teen romances

Cross our hearts and hope to die again but

Never forget my name (hey!)

Never erase the days

Of Kurt Cobain and Frasier Crane

Never forget my name (hey!)

Letting it wash away

With all last year's Bromford rain

Never forget my name (hey!)

Never erase the days

Of Kurt Cobain and Frasier Crane

Never forget my name (hey!)

Letting it wash away

With all last year's Bromford rain