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The
bits of stuff that fall in the cracks between Life, Music
and Outrageous Fortune. |
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Christmas
2015
1)
Rick's pic of the whole sheebang at The Mont on
Christmas Day 2) Santa's helper pops up next to
me
Christmas present turns to Christmas past
27.12.15 - I was determined
we were not going to arrive early at The Mont this
year, but despite arriving twenty minutes after
the advertised starting time we were still the first
to arrive and by a considerable margin, a fact Molly
was more than happy to point out as Maria, Chris
and I stumbled through the McClatchys' front door
laden with food, gifts and, of course, my Santa
outfit.
Being early allowed us the luxury of sampling the
Christmas punch while we waited for the others to
arrive and it was quite a potent brew too, so early
in proceedings at least merriness was definitely
the order of the day. However, the rest of the family
was certainly in no hurry to arrive as most of them
had morning engagements to attend, and the effects
of the punch had well and truly worn off by the
time the Sullivans, the traditional arbiters of
when the show can actually begin, finally sauntered
in.
But before the first cracker could be pulled Santa
had to distribute the Christmas booty, so I retired
to the McClatchys' bedroom to transform myself into
my slimmed-down, cheap-skate version of Father Christmas.
Satisfied there wasn't going to be a repeat of last
year's disgraceful nipple-flashing episode I opened
the bedroom door - unaware that two-year-old Eddie
Cafarella had been hoisting himself up the the other
side of the door.
He almost jumped out of his skin in fright and abruptly
sat down on his bottom. His little face screwed
up and he bellowed tearfully to the rest of the
kids who were hanging around the Christmas tree
playing cards - not quite the reaction a Santa should
inspire but one I suspect they must get a great
deal of the time.
Eddie's older brother George saw the whole thing
and was equally terrified of my Freddie Kruger Santa
so both the Cafarella boys took most of the gift-giving
ritual to be mollified. It helped that they got
most of the presents on offer, of course. |
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