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Day 18 – Snow Though not entirely a Christmassy thing snow is one of those things that really irritate about the season. Well…maybe not the snow…But the British reaction to snow….that’s a different matter entirely. A case in point was last night. All this week the news on the telly and radio has been “ZOMG…
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Day 17 – Birthdays Now those that profess to knowing me in a personal capacity will know that today is my birthday. Now what has this got to do with Christmas you may ask, well don’t ask me….ask the many other people that suffer the unfortunate circumstance of being born in December or during the…
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Hope you’re still enjoying this series. Day 16 – Time and anticlimax A weird thing happens. I think it starts at puberty but it could develop later on in life. I’m not talking about facial hair here. So when you’re little, Christmas day feels like it goes on for a week. But somewhere in your…
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Day 15 – The Fat Man in the Red Babygrow Let’s say you have children. Let’s say they tell you there’s a weird fat bloke in a red baby grow that comes to them and tells them if they are good they can have toys. They tell you he comes to their room at night…
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Day 14 – books Getting a good book at Christmas was once one of the highlights of the year. People who bought me books as gifts used to put a lot of thought into buying a book. Some gems I’ve received over the years include timeless classics such as The witches handbook , haunted inns…
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Day 13 – Christmas Trees When I was a kid….wait..have you noticed how most of these posts refer to moments when I was a child? Hmmm…patterns…. Yeah…as I was saying. When I was younger, every year my dad would go up the ladder into the loft and get the musty old boxes filled with decorations.…
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Continuing the reposted Christmas series from 2009 for those that missed it. Day 12 – Midnight mass Ok, I doubt a lot of you will have experienced this. Anyway, when I lived in the family home, it was written into the tenancy agreement (the one you sign by being born) that as long as you…
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Day 11 – Relatives Now, I have to be careful here as rellies might one day read this for themselves. Therefore, see the disclaimer at the bottom of this post. Just who is that mysterious woman? That’s what I ask myself every year. Every year she is there. Sat in the corner. Drinking the house…
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Reposting this and other entries from this 2009 series Day 10 – Kids Yes, I know I was one once. But when I was a kid, you sat in the corner, kept quiet and got made a fuss of by that strange smelly Auntie that sat in the corner getting slowly pissed on port. These…
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Reposting this and other entries from this 2009 series. Day 9 – Christmas TV There was a time when I would rush out to the newsagent and buy copies of the Christmas editions of TV Times and Radio Times. These were days long ago when in the UK we were so poor we only had…
