Happy Christmasdaytime

He’s got spurs that jingle jangle jingle. No, wait…

christmas santa

As a wise man with excellent mutton chops is wont to exclaim, it’s Christmas! That’s right, it’s the only day of the year that it not only normal to be drunk by lunchtime, but positively encouraged. It’s a wonder the turkey ever gets cooked properly.

Speaking of turkey, I don’t do turkey. I like turkey, certainly, but I don’t see the need for it on Christmas Day. “But it’s traditional!” you may say. And you would be wrong, because it’s goose, not turkey, that is traditional in this country. But we won’t be having goose either (and not just because of the 1500 local geese that were stolen, somehow, in the middle of the night) – no, we’ll be having beef.

By the time this post is live, no doubt I’ll have opened presents already. I have an idea what one or two of them may be, although I’m not bothered if I get other stuff. The main thing is how excited my daughter is when she opens all her presents, although it’s likely a little tempered with her birthday being in just a few days time.

I may post later with some of my seasonal gains (and not just in the weight department, although we we have all the mince pies to consume), but it’s possible I will forget in the beer and gift excitement. Either way, have a lovely day everyone.

And if you don’t celebrate Christmas, then have a great day anyway!

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