And So This Is Christmas
Quote of the moment:
"Where are my keys?"
(cue search)
"We'd better go back and get them..."
(50m back down the road)
"Ah, here they are."
- My grandpa. I was taking my grandparents home since they'd been drinking and I was designated their driver. The other option was tidying my room and letting them sleep in it. Not drinking was supposed to be healthy, but since Sarah cooked a fry-up for breakfast in addition to lunch, supper and chocolate yule log for tea I doubt it made much difference.
Apparently it was my last year of getting a stocking. I volunteered to opt out at 18 but my sisters didn't want to do the same. This year, however, Father Christmas was unimpressed by having to wait until 6.30am for me to go to sleep. Even then it was left propping the door open, because apparently I moved upon attempted entry. Mwahaha.
Highlights of my under-the-tree spoils:
"Where are my keys?"
(cue search)
"We'd better go back and get them..."
(50m back down the road)
"Ah, here they are."
- My grandpa. I was taking my grandparents home since they'd been drinking and I was designated their driver. The other option was tidying my room and letting them sleep in it. Not drinking was supposed to be healthy, but since Sarah cooked a fry-up for breakfast in addition to lunch, supper and chocolate yule log for tea I doubt it made much difference.
Apparently it was my last year of getting a stocking. I volunteered to opt out at 18 but my sisters didn't want to do the same. This year, however, Father Christmas was unimpressed by having to wait until 6.30am for me to go to sleep. Even then it was left propping the door open, because apparently I moved upon attempted entry. Mwahaha.
Highlights of my under-the-tree spoils:
- A carefully wrapped empty shoebox containing an IOU for a pair of hiking boots from my parents.
- A suprisingly cool shirt from my other granny (the one near Chepstow). I suspect she had assistance.
- A "pasta set": wide bowl/plate, bag of pasta + pesto, e.v.o. oil and olives.
- A large metal "No trespassing. Trespassers will be shot. Survivors will be shot again" sign from Vicky, the elder of my two younger sisters.
- An awesome woolly hat knitted by my "little" sister Sarah. Black with red stripes, of course.
2 comments:
"No trespassing. Trespassers will be shot. Survivors will be shot again" - HAHAHAHA. ACE.
Heh... my dad immediately regaled us with one of his army tales: crossing a large belt of wood during an orientation exercise and coming across something not marked on the (OS) map: a large fence saying "No Entry. Fence electrified with 10,000 volts. Survivors will be prosecuted" in german.
Consultation of a suitable military map on return to HQ showed it was a nuclear missile silo.
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