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Christmas! Aaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrggggggggghhhhhhh!
Boggert:
Guess what... I have got Christmas off! I'm So pleased!
However have been truley stiched up for christmas eve :doh: hey ho you win some you loose some! :lol:
discowoman:
More time NOT to get dragged into the hyped up media event that is xmas.....yes that is the Correct spelling - Christmas is a religous celebration - Xmas - is one for the Chavs!
mike142sl:
--- Quote from: Range Rover Blues on November 26, 2008, 21:00:32 ---The wife and I found a nice hidey-hole, for a couple of hours at least. It's open regurlary but more so over the holidays, it's a very sturdy stone building at the heart of the village and whilst people there do talk about Christmas they are all very aware of the true meaning of the holiday, and none of them try to sell me anything. They are all genuinley pleased to spend time with one another and always make us feel welcome.
BTW, We got married there too.
--- End quote ---
I was walking down Fargate (For those that don't know - main shopping centre in Sheffield before Meadowhell was built) where the council had built a nativity scene a couple of years ago, where I overheard a woman moaning "Look at that, they're even trying to bring religion into Christmas now" !!!
Lord Shagg-Pyle:
Christmas as sung about by that great American anti-folk hero, Tom Lehrer. It sums it up for me :(
Christmas time is here, by golly,
Disapproval would be folly.
Deck the halls with hunks of holly,
Fill the cup and don't say when.
Kill the turkeys, ducks and chickens,
Mix the punch, drag out the Dickens.
Even though the prospect sickens,
Brother, here we go again.
On Christmas Day you can't get sore,
Your fellow man you must adore.
There's time to rob him all the more
The other three hundred and sixty-four.
Relations, sparing no expense, 'll
Send some useless old utensil,
Or a matching pen and pencil.
("Just the thing I need, how nice!")
It doesn't matter how sincere it is,
Nor how heart felt the spirit,
Sentiment will not endear it,
What's important is the price.
Hark, the Herald Tribune sings,
Advertising wondrous things.
God rest ye merry merchants,
May ye make the Yuletide pay.
Angels we have heard on high,
Tell us to go out and buy!
So let the raucous sleighbells jingle,
Hail our dear old friend Kriss Kringle,
Driving his reindeer across the sky.
Don't stand underneath when they fly by.
Actually, I did rather well myself this past Christmas. The nicest present I received was a gift certificate good at any hospital for a lobotomy... rather thoughtful.
As for working, I'm like Boggert. I've been pinged with Christmas Eve as my last night shift before leave. Oh what joy I shall have picking up the festive drunks, dealing with the merry Yuletide domestics, and mopping up the 'Season of Good Will' stabbings.
Roll on retirement, when I plan to go to the Italian Alps and become a recluse!
Frankie-Boy:
I shall also be working on Christmas eve through to 8am on Christmas day, fortunately I wont have to get involved with the drunks etc but I'll be dealing with the aftermath of breakdowns and accidents by getting vehicles recovered and repaired, oh joy.
;) :roll:
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