Christmas trees in Federation Square:
Santa. (Who deliverers the gifts under our tree in the living room. Please note Australia Post, how Santa doesn't just leave our stuff in the letter box out front!!):
Here is a little something to put under the tree:
Yes, it's a bike for little Timmy (and by the front tyre are some beers for dad.. umm I mean Santa! I remember my step-dad once telling me that Santa doesn't like milk! So we should leave out a stubbie and corned beef sandwich!):
Christmas is also a time to think about others:
Our friends and family:
Obscure reference for all but a few:
Nieces and nephews, cute when they aren't being a pain in the backside:
It is also a time to spare some thoughts for those doing it rough (bedding seen here is situated next to train tracks and under a carpark in the very affluent suburb of South Yarra):
Lastly what would Christmas be without those daggy songs we pretend to hate, but can't stop singing along to!
Lastly, I leave you with a message from the the King and I:
All photographs's copyright matthew schiavello 2011. My nephew is copyright his parents 2005. God bless being able to give children back to their parents!