Having children has been an eye opener for me. Finding out Santa was a fabrication in my youth was hard to deal with but really some of the lies I have been told since then regarding children are borderline obscene. Take this popular urban myth; ‘your life will be richer when you have your own…
turkey grilled?
It came so fast, within a millisecond my relatively clean house was destroyed by a mortar bomb of wrapping paper. I shudder to think how many trees died at the hands of Father Christmas yesterday, not to mention the forest my mother flattened to wrap up her lovely bunch of presents. The day started at…
Christmas and all that jazz
So the festive season is fully upon us, dangling blinking lights hang from every other house and the vast majority of us have paid an inappropriate amount of money for a large potted plant to sit and slowly die in the corner of our living room. However as it is the time to be merry…
Santa you can kiss my ….
I have popped off on my travels again to the lovely Ness’s blog, here’s how it starts…. The old joy that is Christmas is almost upon us again. As per usual the retail community have been doing their bit by setting daily reminders in store in the form of cliff’s carols since September. Be…
Sorry to bother you Santa…
Dear Santa,
How you doing old man?
Stressed I imagine? I have to say respect to you for still managing to ho, ho, ho throughout December. If I were you I would send all these letters back return to sender. How often do you get mail January to November and then suddenly everyone wants a piece of you when the snow starts to fall. And does anyone, apart from meals on wheels, ever pop in to see how you are doing? It must be lonely since Mrs Claus ran off with that elf.