Now, you know me. Sentimental old fool. Lover of Christmas, parties, booze, mince pies and any excuse to buy a huge tin of Roses etc (of course burned off by kitchen jogging shenanigans immediately afterwards ahem). BUT this year, for the first time, I am actually hearing myself say "Roll on January" and even "bloody Christmas!"
This is not usual. I don't like saying these things and being a grump. But I am just really sick of requests every single day for the past month or so for raffle prize donations, tombola donations, home-made cake donations (are they mad?) etc for school and playgroup Crimbo fairs. Christmas show costumes to provide! Christmas dinner money to provide! Forms to sign and cut and hand in saying that yes, son and daughter are allowed to walk down the road with teachers for Christmas carol concert. School-produced Christmas cards to order and pay for! Signing up to guilt rotas saying that yes, I will help set up wretched Crimbo fair and blah-di-blah-di-blah.
Make it STOP!!!!!
I haven't even had time to buy my sodding prezzies yet, with all this palaver to deal with.
Roll on January. Bloody Christmas!
A Country Escape by Katie Fforde
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