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Post by dun roaming on Dec 3, 2006 19:29:58 GMT
And the humbug scented mist has descended over me once again..............clawing at my clothes, niggling at the peripheral of my sight flashing many colours whilst tingling in the background to the tune of jingle bells whilst people push and shove to get the last piece of tinsel now reduced by 25 per cent and supermarkets, shopping malls and stores pollute the air with don;t they know it's Christmas, its Christmas time and such like competing with each other as you walk past their doors ..................C list celebs roll out across the country to turn on the lights of cash strapped councils over priced boxs line the shelves begging you to give them to someone who will pass them on as gifts next year, large tins of chocolates beg to distroy the most hardened dieter and booze be fuel of office parties of people in silly hats making fools of them selves in public places whilst sharing their cellulite with the accounts dept jnr via the photo copier, whilst insult to injury come UMBUG.....................6pm on the 25th the man of the house is snoring in the armchair whilst mother is resting her head on one arm at the table whilst her hat slopes to one side, the toddlers and playing with the wrapping paper the expensive toys discarded, the dog is chewing the ew simpson socks dad got for christmas and the teens are rowing over which cd to listen to not that you can understand a word they are singing anyway over the sound of music ........all this whilst you recover from the over eating and brandy sodden pud to the thought of the nasty debt you fought so hard to control all year is rubbing thier hands in glee at the thought of your faces when the come a calling in the cc bill in a couple of weeks time...................
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Post by dun roaming on Dec 3, 2006 19:30:43 GMT
part 2
You drive down the street to be blinded by number 42s attempt to out do number 60's christmas lights whilst attempting to blow the national grid and cause untold accidents as drivers cover their eyes to the glare, hitting the harrassed mother and grumpy teens laden with wrapping paper, bags of food who wander out into the road just wanting to get home after late night shopping spent wondering what to get the teen from hell - a new £100 phone or the latest games station.....................and should you get the sparkly party dress that you will decide not to wear on the nite only to put on the old fav black dress you bought 20 yrs ago and you were once told you looked sexy in when yr oh had downed the last of your babysham in 1979................mind you that was properly the last time he bought you something original rather than a new toaster or iron.....the phone tingling asking taxi of mum to come pick them up from the school christmas disco as they feel ill after downing the alco pop their freinds sneaked past the pe teacher, your mother is asking where are you going for christmas dinner in a thinly veiled hint that she is coming to you this year dispite what your brother thinks and the fact you had her last year too.................and oh gawd what do you get his spoilt brats that only wear designer labels and upgrade their phones every 3 months..........................
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Post by dun roaming on Dec 3, 2006 19:31:13 GMT
part 3 You dash out for a pint (sorry litre but that is a whole another issue) of milk drive around for an hr for a parting place and que for another to pay, you would have got it at the corner shop but everyone and their aunt had the same idea, you finally arrive home to watch tv and suffer the countdown to christmas recipes and dicussions about the idiots who drink drive at every time of year whilst resisting the urge to dial the premium rate number to answer the question the baby could have answered to win a cupboard load of games, the door bell rings and its the first batch of toonless carol singers making you want to scream...................................its not christmas yet ............another 3 week of this to go.............of all the charities chasing your donations making your head spin................think I will give it all to thismornings hospice appeal this year with all my shoes to blue peters appeal whilst listening to down town by emma #babyspice" for children in need, then go help out at a feed the homeless this year thus doing something real for others in the true spirit of christmas.............. Beth xx www.itv-thismorning.co.uk/New...fid=1608&tid=2www.bbc.co.uk/pudsey/fundraising/buy.shtmlwww.crisis.org.uk/page.builde...christmas.htmlwww.shoebizappeal.org.uk/and for our four legged friends as well www.brook-farm.org.uk/
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