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Less Than Two Weeks!

It’s time for the cliffhanger music to play. Next week will be my last post before Christmas. Unfortunately Christmas will be a little different this year. I have to work over Christmas week. I get Christmas Eve and Christmas Day off but, for all intents and purposes, it will be an ordinary week. Presents are bought, though not yet wrapped, so I guess I’m ready.

I mentioned last week about the grotto at work. There was something not quite right about it that I couldn’t quite put my finger on – now I know. Some of the songs are not the proper versions.

This is great:

The version at the grotto not so good. Insistently I don’t think the economical implications of this have been considered.

To be honest I’m becoming a bit of a Scrooge lately. I’ve passed from childhood excitement, to adult apathy, and landed on a slight dislike. Only a slight dislike mind you.

Christmas will be strange this year. Working Boxing Day is not fun.

The above shows it could be worse.

Every year we, as in society, talk about the new year being a signer of a change. “This time it was right, it would work, and no one would have to get nailed to anything.” (Douglas Adams – The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy.)

It would be nice to believe that 2015 will be the year of peace. It won’t be of course but its nice to dream.

I might at least be able to make it a great year for myself. At the very least I’d like to encourage a few more green pieces of paper my way.

I would like to wish everyone a Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, Best of the Season, Happy New Year, and any other celebration that may be coming up – and lets try to make 2015 a fantastic year.

Peace and long life.

Live long and prosper.

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Father Christmas

There was a grotto at work yesterday. It was right next to the area I work. I started to feel just a bit more Christmasy. Only a bit mind you. I do still have a bit of a humbug approach to Christmas but that shell was pierced just a tad.

The grotto was playing music all the day. There was the obvious tunes like Stop the Cavalry and Mary’s Boy Child. The former is a favorite of  mine and latter… well the less said about it the better. They also played Baby One More Time and Rollercoaster. What do they have to do with Christmas?

The grotto also had very few tunes in total – they repeated all day.

I don’t remember exactly how old I was why I stopped believing in Father Christmas. I do remember being in Primary School and talking to a girl who’d already figured it out. I actually thought she was silly and remember coming up with a fairly cogent argument: ‘Father Christmas must exist. How could my parents afford to buy two sets of presents?’ Apparently I thought a man with flying reindeer, who would have to travel several times the speed of sound, was more believable than that mum and dad had managed to save a bit more!

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