Bah, humbug. Why was January chosen to be the first month of the year? It put its hand up first. Why does the Chinese New Year not start until February? Jet lag. What’s the point of eating black-eyed peas on New Year’s Day? What’s the point of eating black-eyed peas any day of the year?…
It’s that time of year again… As a general rule, Christmas songs don’t really do it for me (bah, humbug). Perhaps it’s the over-familiarity of the same old chestnuts, on repeat, being belted out of every supermarket PA system from about the beginning of November. Although I will admit to having a bit of a…
…to be jolly? If suppose so, if you like that kind of thing. Anyway, in these parts it’s definitely been the season for Christmas markets (marchés de Nõel). Every self-respecting village (as well as some that patently have no shame whatsoever) puts on a Christmas market at some point during the first two weekends of…
Lucky guy that I am – in so many ways – I must have received many gifts in my life that would generally be considered as memorable. However, I have an abiding memory of one Christmas when I was about seven or eight years old. I can’t even remember for sure if I still believed…
Appropriately enough for the time of year, Jim has selected a yuletide theme for this week’s Song Lyric Sunday. One of the truly worst aspects of `Christmas shopping is being subjected to the ceaseless barrage of a comparatively short playlist of ‘Christmas classics’. This song by Wham! is one of the few that doesn’t make…
“Is anybody using those last two mince pies?” One-Liner Wednesday 27 December 2017
‘Tis the season to get legless. Apparently. Ah, the Office Christmas Party. That once-a-year event that affords the opportunity to see your work colleagues in an entirely different, and almost certainly unflattering, light. Clandestine assignations in broom cupboards, obscene misuse of photocopiers and puking in the potted plants: you know the sort of thing. Not…
the only deadhead in the hameau 