Well, thank fuck that’s all over, innit. Now radio stations can stop playing all the Christmas shite. I can stop having to shake hands and
Get out man, get out. This girl is trouble. She’ll be making up lies about the baby that will last for thousands of years!
There is something sad about Christmas for even the functional families. The celebration of it is far more complex and demanding than even the most
So, there I was sitting in the bath, occasionally letting bubbles come up to the surface, and my radio, on the other side of the
This is terrible news. Absolutely terrible news. Not only have the naughty list and nice list been stolen, but they’ve been part released on Wikileaks.
This time of year is a strange time of year. You know the end of the year is signalled as soon as the X Factor
A pattern emerged at the beginning of the month. Very young children and babies would come to visit Father Christmas before about 3pm, and definitely in the
Disaster! My Elf has gone sick. She was spluttering a bit yesterday and seemed less than her usual, er, elf, and so today is staying
Spending all day in a grotto dressed as Father Christmas is having its toll. It was only a few weeks before this that I was
I’m still Father Christmas sitting in a grotto. Yes I am! Four kids came in together today. I don’t think they were brothers and sisters.
There are only a few different types of parents or grandparents. And, it’s mainly grandparents that are the awful pushy ones. Parents maybe less so.
Suited and booted, bearded and wigged, I am now Father Christmas. A grotto had been found for me, and day one was to consist of
I am not a Christian so I have no alignment to Christmas Day on religious grounds. Indeed, I am probably still angry that my ancestors
I think telling kids that Father Christmas exists is child abuse. Period. I believe it is cruel. I believe it should be outlawed and any