The Christmas Party

Topically, things to talk about at Christmas parties, well, I did my best with some cryptocurrency ambits, but my nephew, Cathal, who works for Sony, was the only person who appeared interested. Topically, my sister-in-law, Anna, a lawyer for ASIC, was non-responsive as she was heading to the airport to catch a flight to Rio de Janeiro at midnight. Topically, she pooh-poohed one of my choices in cryptocurrency buys and told me her opinion, repeatedly.

Topically, I said to my other sister-in-law, Bridget, who had had too much to drink that when she and my brother retire, they can come and live with me. Topically, I repeated this invitation to my brother, Ciaran, in case Bridget was too drunk to remember, and he said he was going to have to work till he died, so wouldn’t be retiring. Topically, he was scheduled to have an operation on his pancreas in the New Year. Topically, I’d overheard my brother-in-law, Nim, who is a surgeon and owns his own hospital, say, “If I thought your drinking had any effect on your pancreatic condition, I’d have advised you to quit drinking and smoking at the start.”

Topically, my daughter, Laura, asked in the car on the way home, “Seriously, Mum, can you not go five minutes without talking about Bitcoin?” Topically, I went with her to look at the harbourside unit in Balmain she wishes she could buy and told her if she waited a year, I might buy one, too.