So, it's 12.30 on Monday 5th December and so far this morning, she who has to be obeyed has got me to -
1 Give the shower a really, really, good clean, with jif & glass cleaner.
2 Clean all the windows inside and out.
3 Get the tens of bags of decorations & the artificial xmas tree out of the loft.
4 Get the sticky sellotape residue off of the UPVC window frames, after having to google the best way and dismiss ideas such as peanut better. PS white spirit worked.
I'm allowed a short break (on here, she doesn't know), before starting with the xmas lights.
Sheesh, I'm glad I'm off to see the RHCP's at the O2 tonight.
Bah humbug.
(This thread should run until the 25th at least).
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It's the most wonderful time of the year!
Heard the term 'Black November' a couple of times and that got to me too, semi-Christmas related I guess.
I love Christmas... at Christmas.
My Mrs is panicking about what to get everyone & it annoys me.
I love Christmas, it's my favourite time of the year, but I love it because I get to spend time with the people I love. I'm not 6, I don't care what people buy me. It's different for kids obviously but I hate that people get so stressed about what to get people.
Just enjoy spending time with your families!
In recent years however I've had to buy presents for my nieces and nephews. I have no kids of my own, but have 9 of the blighters in my family ranging from 3 to 12 years old. I never have any idea what to get them because I have no idea what kids like these days (is Power Rangers or Thundercats still a thing?) and I hate going into toy shops or to shopping centres. When my brothers do suggest what to get them, it is usually a week before Christmas, meaning prices are at a premium, everywhere is already sold out and it is usually some overpriced piece of plastic from China that they'll stop playing with by New Year's Day.
Also, people asking me 'What do you like/want?' if they cannot think of anything good. I make a few suggestions (whisky, interesting beers/ales, books on a subject I like, or a few shops I frequent where I could use a gift voucher). The big day rolls round and they've bought me some utterly pointless piece of crap that goes straight on eBay or into the bin. Merry Christmas you bell-end.
So I want to listen to Christmas music from 1st November and I'M the crazy one? NOOOOO
You suckers missing out on some Christmas tunes are the crazy ones.
And people who don't get that boxing day is for sport.
The "Holidays are coming" Coca Cola advert
The pub equivalent of Sunday drivers - people who never normally go into pubs spending all of December going to pubs, getting in the way, not knowing the correct etiquette for ordering drinks, behaving as if they have the same right to be in there as people like me who spend the entire year diligently supporting the pub trade.
The aforementioned group not knowing their limitations, getting far too drunk and then cluttering up the pavements and the public transport network, usually whilst vomiting or behaving in an extremely irritating manner.
Work Xmas bashes - Dear Mr Group Director, you've not bothered to speak to me since last year's Christmas do, and since then I've had no payrise, no improvement in my career prospects and no reason to do anything except silently loathe you. Why do we have to go through this ridiculous charade where you pretend to be interested in me, and I pretend that I actually give a f#*k about what pantomime you're taking your horrible, precocious children to see?!
My post-Christmas body, bloated, ghostly white, like a terrifying Halloween-themed homage to that picture of Demi Moore when she was preggers.
The sense of panic in every supermarket across the land, usually at it's peak about on 23rd December, as shoppers go into panic mode and buy enough food to see them through until the following Christmas, just because Sainsburys is going to be closed for one flipping day.
Reading about the thousands and thousands of arseholes who turn up at whatever time in the middle of the night to be at the front of the queue for the start of the Next sale on Boxing Day. This has absolutely no impact on me at all, I'm just kind of miserable bastard who gets annoyed watching it.
Perfume adverts - there's tons of them, they're all sh#t. Who falls for this pretentious bollocks?!
Those weird houses that go absolutely mental for Christmas and put so many lights and decorations on their house that it ends up looking like part of the main strip in Vegas. What are you doing in there that's so incredibly exciting, while I'm losing at Monopoly and watching Goldfinger on the telly?!
Other than that, I'm really looking forward to it. Merry Christmas everyone.
Spoilt little git that I am.
Starting to think I wasn't loved...
I think it puts the mother in law's nose out of joint when I don't cook them, which is also an added bonus.
It's just consumerism gone bonkers.
And it''s a bit of greed too especially when the sales hit.
Not knocking the idea of kids being excited by Christmas because that is a great time when you are a kid, but it just feels more like a good time for the retail trade with each passing year.
Great time to be with family, if you are all getting on. Puts it all in sharp relief if not. ( been there in the past, it was like Christmas Eastenders on steroids)
Finally ( and despite all this I do love Christmas!) how sad that it gets all stressy for a lot of people. There's a line in Brighton Rock along the lines of " they put in so much effort for a tiny moment of pleasure" - sounds like a night out at The Millers
Anyway, good luck everyone, we're going over the top once more
The amount of dough it costs, the aggro of having to work out who's family we're going to at Xmas Day then Boxing Day over the festive period. Someone always gets the hump.
The falseness of it all....just be nice all year, not just in December.
Noel 'Tidy Beard' Edmonds.
That come boxing day all the stuff you bought for Xmas gifts is now half price.
That my mate Steve thinks that Christmas is about the death of Christ, thick twat.
Most people who celebrate dont go to church to give thanks.
I used to have to work over Xmas and I loved doing that, now its two weeks off......which I would rather take in the summer.
That, as a divorced father, I never got to spend Xmas with my kids........
The Good stuff.
My kids are grown up and now we get together for Xmas, so all the above is worthwhile.
BAH FOOKIN' HUMBUG INDEED!!!!
I love brussels and chestnuts. Have to be a bit salty for my taste, but if so - delicious.