It is nearly that time of year again, dear reader. Although, not quite yet, is it acceptable to welcome the fir tree into a small corner of your home. One may be attracted by the many splendourous needles that they bring into the home; their little way way of saying ”thank you for a warm place by the fire.” . Lo, there are 12 days in the re-christmas period. Not a mincepie longer, nor a melting snowball less. Yet soon unlucky 13 will meet with the 12 which once was 10. I shall leave the rest to Spunky.
08
Dec
09
dandymills
One of the few good things to come out of the US of A. Charming beyond belief…
12 days of Christmas? Surely 120? According to Tesco, Asda, Sainsburys and the like
Perhaps you’re getting confused with 120 days of Sodom? Now I come to think of it, you’re probably closer to the mark than you think. Curiously, that is the precise number of days that The Bank of Scotland allocate for the payback time of the festivities. It almost brings a tear to your glass eye. Anyway, I know that it is the tradition in the Trouser household to drape your stockings over a warm hearth at this time of year. I fondly recall last year, when you used fishnet stockings. How we all laughed when we discovered that you had forgotten to remove the halibut! I have never seen Mrs Trousers’ face attain that level of scarlet before. I still laugh as I picture you scrabbling around in that blizzard – hastily improvising an igloo. Merry Christmas.