Well I’m agnostic, I detest commercialism and for the last three months I’ve been completely teetotal. So naturally, I’m going to be in the boat full of Scrooges who much prefer Boxing Day.
Later this month, I’m going to be spending a week in Sarajevo with my girlfriend who said of the fervent celebrations "Well we do have Christians living here so I’m sure they’d sell Christmas cards somewhere". So for the first time in my adult life, it will be like having a mute button which is going to be bliss.
Nevertheless, I must admit to having something of a soft spot for those who still get excited over the season even though it’s probably borne of resentment that my cynicism killed off any trace of the child in me.
So in recognition of the Christmas lover’s excitment and a show of kudos, here’s the only card I’m going to send out at all this year. Merry… you know.
oh gosh you bunch of scrooges! I love Christmas.
Get to go home and see my mother, get to eat food i’ve not had to buy or pay for the heating(!!), then after you’ve got over the hangover there’s the king george.
Can’t beat over eating, drinking and then lying still as a steady stream of gas exits…. knowing that one false move could mean the contents of your stomach could end up decorating the living room floor of mum and dads lounge. Nephews, PS3’s, Xbox’s and then more food and booze.