christmas in the cold
While I still feel ripped off that it doesn’t seem to snow for Christmas in the UK, and yet the weather is still shit, my christmas was good.
It started off with me having to pack a rental van full of stuff and drive across London in peak hour on Christmas Eve, this was amazingly easy, and other than a sore shoulder and having to put a bed together when I reached my destination it all worked well. And then I drank some whisky, that was really good.
Next day we made our way to a new destination with the rest of the family.
My UK family celebrates Christmas, but includes Pagans, Agnostics, Muslims, Christians, Catholics and me.
The perfect family to celebrate a corporate holiday.
It was like last year, there was present opening, drinking, such terrible fucking TV, shitloads of food and good times.
I stayed up to watch the cricket, as usual. This year a few people did, but the Australian batting put us to sleep, it was either that or the shitload of whisky I drank.
Coolest present was an original Robocop Polish film poster as seen below.
Weirdest present had to be my mushroom making kit that my lovely mother in law gave me.
I do like Mushrooms.
I have taken no picture of the mushroom making kit.
If you celebrate Christmas I hope you had a great time, or I hope you had a fucking terrible time but one that you can dine over when it comes to christmas stories for years to come.
To everyone else I hope you had a good time, regardless of Christmas.
Unless I don’t like you. Then I hope you had a rotten time.
Literally a christmas special
Things I learnt about a London Christmas.
Presents should be bought with the thought in mind, how will i/they go with that on the tube, although a dude with a life size lion gave it a good go.
There seems to be only one meal, it’s not lunch or dinner, its just a Christmas meal.
TV is very important, and English channels actually put on things that people may want to watch. Wallace & Grommitt have their world premiere of their new film, Eastenders have a two part “special”, The Royle family showed us how to make blue Vodka, there was a dancing with the fucktards thing on, without ramps, and noddy from slade hosted a show about the worlds best Christmas songs.
No snow.
It was cold, but it wasn’t freezin your nuts off cold.
You can watch the first session of the boxing day test completely pissed.
There is no backyard cricket.
Even on Christmas eve no one smiles on the tube.
Christmas carol shows in England blow, but not the way Australian ones do, in England they have boring choirs in robes singing lyrics that are impossible to understand, in Australia we have TV stars singing jingle bells and shit.
That is all.
And i got hankies.
Enjoy the jolly
Have a good one, and I will be back to tell you all about my first christmas in London.
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