I made a resolution this year to try and suppress my natural Grinchy tendencies. Now that I have two young boys around, Christmas is going to start to become less about me being grumpy and self-indulgently miserable and more about them being smitten with Christmas magic.
They’re both still too young to properly appreciate Christmas, but I’m [...]
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The ice is thick and my feet are clamped, I know how my cards are stacked
You’re a bum, you’re a punk. You’re an old slut on junk.
I’m sorry to report that their is no movement on the Christmas spirit front. Not even after having a Christmas tree thrust upon me, a spell of Christmas shopping and a Christmas party on the weekend. Though, sitting in the warm late Spring sun at a barbecue doesn’t really summon up the Noel for me. [...]
It could be his head wasn’t screwed on just right. It could be, perhaps, that his shoes were too tight.
Damn it. As I got off the bus on the way into work earlier this week, Rundle Mall (the main shopping street in Adelaide) was bedecked with plastic snowmen, Christmas bulbs and chubby Santas – in the first week of November. Nooooooooooooo! Are you seriously expecting me to be festive for two months, for one-sixth [...]
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