Twas several weeks actually,...before Crimbo....
Twas several weeks before Christmas….
So here we are then, just twenty-one drinking days left before Christmas….
Soon we will have the inevitable blogs by people who probably eat nut roast for Christmas dinner, about the commercialism of Christmas, the follow-on blogs about how Christianity is now just a mass marketing tool and actually based on myths and that in our multicultural community, Christmas is actually prejudicial and insulting to those living here legally or otherwise who ascribe to other faiths and cultures and have come here to inflict (share) their customs on us.
The nativity plays will once again be morphed into some politically correct crap and our youngest grandson will be asked to play Bin Laden in their playgroup play.
Joy….to the world.
But I will ignore all of that and pursue Christmas on my own terms. And if anyone attempts to express their right of freedom of speech and tell me I am insulting their culture I will invite them to fuck off.
And now… to the prezzies, Her-indoors will take some thought this year. Last years gift of a £200 voucher at Ann Summers was not exactly received with enthusiasm. I am thinking perhaps a case of Crater Edge Riesling from South Island New Zealand. Who knows….I may get the same results…….
The daughter will be getting a book on personal finance and perhaps a self help book on finding a decent spouse. If either of these books have any positive effect, my life will be improved.
Son will be getting one way airfare to Columbia with a t shirt saying “Hostage” in Spanish. That will hopefully give him a new adventure to pursue for the next several years…..
And now the grandsons…Number one will get a holiday with his mates in Magaluf. Travel insurance and private medical on his return….
Little one wants the old Massey Ferguson out the back. I will also get him a set of Calloway pro irons which I will look after for him until he is old enough……..
And what will Father Christmas put in your stocking?
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I’m not sure if many people know this, but I am on speaking terms with Santa! He’s one of the characters in one of my screenplay and visits me most nights. I’m still working on my list, but I'm expecting privileged treatment, seems we’re pals.
If Santa does let me down, I already know what I’m getting for Christmas :[ A coat :[ I don’t want a coat, but the grown ups have decided I need a new one :[ I hate being 44! 8[
I like your style, prop. Very decent of you to offer to look after the clubs for your youngest. We just took delivery yesterday of the game, Farm-opoly, which Number One daughter ordered on our behlf to give to our son-in-law - apparently she's keen to play it.
the Kiwi Rieslings are about but the better ones don't seem to travel. Crater Edge was the catalyst to a fantastic evening Her=indoors and I had in the now destroyed Christchurch several years ago. It was served ice cold and before we knew it we had downed two bottles. The night desended into easy laughs and my face hurt the next day from smilign so much. Not sure how much was the wine and how much was the company and environment.
Ah CD, if I give the above gifts, I will get the anticipated results. A sozzled Her-indoors, both adult children removed from my economy, and grandsons sorted....but since you asked, I will have another flagon of Black Rat.
Cap, I would not survive the publicity and I am too stupid to hack a phone so national journalism is outside of my scope. Cheers for the thought though......
Tony, surely you can see that by keeping the clubs myslef I am only looking out for his safety.......
ND, send photos of a size ten body and perky boobs if Father C is kind to you......
Mx, 44 eh?..... Ill send the books along in mid Jan after daughter gives up on the idea....
Orf to look at schematics for industrial water chillers for tomorrow.....the fun never stops here.......
I love Christmas and hate it when people slag it off. As usual we've spoiled our boys but so what? I can't wait to see their faces when they open their pressies- I'm looking forward to helping them both build the Lego sets that we've bought too. As for what I'd like for Christmas- an early night would do me (wahay) seeing as I start work at 7am on Boxing day.
Out of interest, Lewisham Council wanted to change the name of Christmas to 'Winter Festival' DESPITE the protests of the Jewish and Muslim groups in the area, who thought it was stupid to change the name. Often it's not the minority groups, it's idiot jobs-worth WASP.
I love old traditions so will wish Merry Christmas to all my friends and a pox on all killjoys and jobsworths.
That's a very thoughtful list of yours, Prop, though I agree with Noodledoodle: Mrs. Prop's gift seems always to be for your own delight. Good luck this year but remember ... please the lady and you'll please yourself ;-)
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