#Christmas time, Mistletoe and wine
Children running wild, wife is drunk the whole time
We have no log fire and the cats in the tree
Blah blah blah, I'm all good you see#
Yes its that time again, the day that rolls round just once every year... Appointments with your Bank Manager to discuss why all the credit cards are maxed out and you've gone over your overdraft.
Oh the joys, lets be merry, spend a few bob, eat some food, spend a few bob more, get absolutely drunk and ask Bob if you can borrow a tenner.
But the truth is the older you get the less christmassy it seems to feel. Even when a 45 year old Elf that just walked past in his ill fitting costume may bring a slight smile to the face. Santa swiftly follows.... Santa, who since last year has hit the weights drastically, dropped 15 stone and taken up fags... will bring that smile to a chuckle, but still, does it feel like Christmas?
Perhaps its the transition from child to adult to husband and to father that changes the perspective, that Christmas is now all about giving rather than receiving now comes across in a different light. Maybe in 5 years time it will feel like Christmas, but then in 20 years when the kids have left home I'll be contemplating 'Does it feels Christmassy?'
But for now, Eat, Drink and be Merry.
God bless us.... Everyone...
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